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L.O.V.E. How can those four letters cause so much pain? Everyone talks about how great love is, with all the flowers and the butterflies, but that wasn't my experience at all. Love wasn't something I wanted or even needed. Nope. Been there. Done that. I have the sweat, tears and blood-soaked T-shirt to prove it. The jagged edges of a damaged heart tell the story of my past, but just because I've sworn off love doesn't mean I don't enjoy men. B...

Regret . . . she's a snarky little bitch. I've tried several times to regret the events that took place on June 5, 2008, but for the life of me, I can't. I'd never regret the pain, the suffering, or the heartache because they ultimately led me to the place I am now. And I can't regret the place I am now. What I still can't figure out is this: how is it possible that the single worst day of my life inadvertently became the very best day? Five y...

Claire Daniels is good at a lot of things, but dating isn't one of them. Although she enjoys men of all different shapes, colors, and sizes, she has one requirement: they must have a job on her approved-occupation list. It has to be safe, so they can come home every night, which means no cops, pilots, doctors, ranchers, and absolutely no firefighters. She's kept to her rules thus far-as long as you ignore the tiny crush she has on Trevor Allen...

Lennon Barrick-St. James is making headlines as New York City's hottest new socialite. Only she isn't new at all. One well-intentioned night gone horribly wrong has landed the daughter of vice presidential candidate Christopher St. James on the front page of every newspaper and magazine in the country. Forced by her father to stay out of the limelight, Lennon flees to the quiet town of Heaven, Texas, where she vows to lie low and avoid men. We...

Dying . . . Dead . . . Deceased . . . It doesn't matter how many times I say it or how many different names I give it, it still means the same thing. One of these days I'll be nothing but a passing memory, a familiar face in a forgotten photo. But there's three things I need before this life of mine ends . . . I need to tell him I love him more than life itself. I need to feel the strength of his arms wrapped around me just one more night. Mos...

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