"None of this matters, and we're all going to die." With only three days left until the predicted apocalypse, the small town of Franklin Springs, Georgia, has become a wasteland of abandoned cars, abandoned homes, abandoned businesses, and abandoned people. People like Rainbow Williams. Rain isn't afraid of dying. In fact, she's looking forward to it. If she can just outrun her pain until April 23, she'll never have to feel it at all. "Supplies. Shelter. Self-defense." Wes Parker has survived every horrible thing this life has thrown at him with nothing more than his resourcefulness and disarming good looks. Why should the end of the world be any different? All he needs are some basic supplies, shelter, and a sucker willing to help him out, which is exactly what he finds when he returns to his hometown of Franklin Springs. As society crumbles, dangers mount, and secrets refuse to stay buried, two lost souls are thrust together in a...

What could be worse than knowing the exact day the world is going to end? Waking up to find out that it didn't. The post–April 23 world is a lawless, senseless, ruthless place, but it's not loveless. At least, not for Rain and Wes. But when the government begins holding daily televised executions as a demonstration of their power, that love is put to the ultimate test. Will Rain sacrifice one life to save the others? Or sacrifice the others to save the one?

From the Wall Street Journal bestselling author of 44 Chapters About 4 Men (inspiration for the 4th Most-Watched Netflix Original Series of all time, Sex/Life) comes a fun, forbidden romantic comedy about an inexperienced psychologist and her ultra-famous client. I am thiiiiis close to finally becoming a full-fledged psychologist. PhD? Check. Prestigious postdoc position, providing therapy to entitled millionaires and C-list celebrities whose pumpkin spice lattes cost more than my Converse and make excellent projectiles during their reality TV–worthy tantrums? Check. Letter of recommendation from my velociraptor-like supervisor? That's going to take a miracle. Not only because my boss said I have to cure our most-prized client's writer's block in time for him to meet his insane deadline, but also because that client just so happens to be ... Thomas F*@%ing O'Reardon. Yeah, that Thomas O'Reardon. The wickedly brilliant, achingly...

With Netflix adapting BB's SEX/LIFE: 44 CHAPTERS ABOUT 4 MEN into a new series, you're going to want the the hilarious, heart-warming story of how BB finally got over her bad-boy phase and found a true happily ever after."Since when are you into guys in ties? You only like guys who look like they rob guys in ties. At gunpoint."It was true. By 2003, my type had been well-established. There might as well have been a giant sign on my heart that said, "Good Guys Need Not Apply."Which is exactly why I had to friend-zone Ken Easton. The man was a former football star, smelled like fresh laundry instead of stale cigarettes, and had more ties in his closet than tattoos on his knuckles. Pssh. BOR-ING.But the more I got to know my hunky study buddy, the more questions I came away with. Questions like: Why doesn't he date? Why does he avoid human touch? Why does he hate all things fun and wonderful? The psychology student in me became obsessed with...

I can’t remember anymore if my grandfather’s eyes were blue or green, but I’ll never forget the way they wrinkled at the corners when he laughed at one of his own jokes. Or the way they sparkled with mischief when he told me tales about the magical creatures that dwelled in the forest behind his humble Irish sheep farm—shy fairies who liked to eat tea biscuits, cruel witches who liked to eat children, a moody lake spirit with a taste for expensive gifts.  As a child, I believed every fantastical word. But when he warned me about the mute boy who also lurked in those woods, the one the priest had declared to be the spawn of Satan himself, I refused to listen. Kellen wasn’t evil. He was kind, and beautiful, and special, and hurting. He was my friend. And with every summer I spent stolen away with him in those enchanted woods, he grew to become so much more. But when I return to Glenshire as an adult, grieving and engaged to someone else, all those legends quickly morph into nightmares. My grandfather had been right about everything, especially the boy. If only I had listened.

Because BB Easton had so much fun writing her best-selling, award-winning memoir, 44 CHAPTERS ABOUT 4 MEN, she decided to give each of her four men his own steamy standalone. STAR is Hans’s book—a real-life rock star romance…with a twist. In 1999, Brooke “BB” Bradley met her Prince Charming. He was the tall, tattooed, wickedly handsome bass player for up-and-coming rock band, Phantom Limb. But more importantly, he was hers. She knew the moment he flashed her that shy, dimpled smile. And he knew it too. Hansel “Hans” Oppenheimer wore his heart on one sleeve and scrawled lyrics about BB on the other. Unlike the assholes of her past, he showered her with tenderness, took her places she’d never been before, and showed her the type of all-consuming love she thought only existed in fairy tales. But like any good fairy tale, BB’s road to happily ever after was paved with challenges, and right when she least expected it...it forked. In 1999, Brooke “BB” Bradley met her Prince Charming. In 2000, she met her soulmate.