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Rich, and reckless, Tyson Wilde is the kind of man I’ve sworn to avoid. The offer he makes me - no limits, no strings, no regrets - is too good to be true. On any other night, in any other city, and if he’d been even a fraction less mouthwatering, I might have been able to say no. But it’s my birthday, I’m in Paris, and the devil holding out his hand to me has a killer smile, wears a suit like it’s his job, and oozes spine-tingling sex appeal.

Juliana Burton needs a medal at Speakeasy’s beer festival to push her brand-new brewery into the spotlight. She thinks she knows how to do it, too - with a beer made exclusively from Vermont hops, barley, and the best honey in the state. Too bad the only thing standing in her way is a six feet tall, smokin’ sexy secret high school crush.

My name is Calla Price. I'm 18 years old, and I'm one half of a whole. My other half - my twin brother, my Finn - is crazy. I love him. More than life, more than anything. And even though I'm terrified he'll suck me down with him, no one can save him but me. I'm doing all I can to stay afloat in a sea of insanity, but I'm drowning more and more each day. So I reach out for a lifeline. Dare Dubray. He's my savior and my Antichrist. His arms are where I feel safe, where I'm afraid, where I belong, where I'm lost.

It's Saturday night in Santa Barbara and it seems like everyone is headed to the same destination. The reason is simple: To celebrate the end of school. But for eleven different people the motives are bit more complicated - to be noticed, to hook up, to make friends, to numb the pain, to get over an ex, to say goodbye. As each character takes a turn and tells his/her story, the eleven individuals intersect, reconnect, and combine in ways that none of them ever saw coming.

I’m Noelle Holiday, lover of all things cozy and festive. I thought moving into my grandma’s rent-controlled apartment in New York would be a fresh start. What I didn’t expect was sharing a wall with Jacob McCallister, my grumpy, Grinch-of-a-neighbor who hates joy, scented candles, and any music with jingle bells. He’s broody, blunt, and allergic to holiday cheer. I’ve never met someone so bothered by a string of Christmas lights or the scent of freshly baked cookies. Naturally, I’ve made it my mission to thaw his frosty demeanor.