Heroes and Nashville star Hayden Panettiere reclaims her story in a remarkably candid memoir.  Hayden Panettiere’s career in entertainment began before she could talk. From her first gig as a Michelin baby to roles in cult classics like Remember the Titans and Raising Helen, as well as popular soap operas Guiding Light and One Life to Live, Hayden built an impressive resume by the time she entered middle school. Throughout the early 2000s, she starred in millennial favorites like Racing Stripes, Heroes, and Scream 4 & VI and earned two Golden Globe nominations for her starring role of Juliette Barnes in Nashville. The squeaky-clean face of Neutrogena, she was Hollywood’s girl next door and subjected to all the fame, attention, and expectations that came with it. In an era of relentless paparazzi with an appetite for celebrity breakdowns, naysayers were certain this young starlet would crash and burn. Not one to disappoint, she did. In this irreverent, intimate, and inspiring memoir, Hayden holds nothing back. What started as a fun job for a child took a decidedly darker turn as she came of age. She exposes the pressure and exploitation young stars face before they’re old enough to know themselves, and how easy it is for them to lose control of their own narrative and, ultimately, their lives. Hayden was the target of brutal tabloid headlines picking apart her body, and she performed storylines onscreen that mirrored her real-life trauma. She suffered post-partum depression, addiction and recovery, domestic abuse, and the loss of her beloved little brother. Despite everything, Hayden managed to take these experiences, which she calls “lifequakes,” and emerge from them stronger, no longer afraid to use her voice or show her true self. She’s played the part of a misfit hero, a superstar, a survivor, a cheerleader, and an all-American fresh face. In THIS IS ME, Hayden stars in her most heart-wrenching and unforgettable role herself.  This is her story, on her terms.

When a former pop star enrolls in college, the last thing she expects is A-plus chemistry with her psychology professor in this sexy and tender romance from New York Times bestselling author Rachel Lynn Solomon.Ramona Wilder has spent her whole life in the spotlight. After a hit kids’ TV show, she transitioned into music, singing in arenas around the world and becoming an icon for millions of teenage girls. Now at age twenty-six, exhausted by the inhumane lack of privacy, she’s done—with all of it. She wants a chance at normal, whatever that might mean for her. And she’s starting with college.Professor Nick Navarro is recently divorced but determinedly optimistic, allowing himself a very reasonable ten minutes per day to wallow. When his department calls a meeting about a celebrity enrollment, he plans to treat whoever it is like any other student. Except when Ramona blazes into class and causes an uproar, the typically easygoing professor is rattled, maybe for the first time in his career.Ramona loves the way she flusters him, taking every opportunity to push Nick’s buttons, though what she really wants is to unbutton them completely. When a crisis brings them closer outside of class, they begin a tentative friendship amid an undeniable attraction. But Ramona can’t be so easily finished with her old life, and they’ll both have to confront their pasts if they want a chance at something real.

I was hired to curate a wine cellar for three eccentric billionaires. When I told them the vintage had "aggressive, predatory notes," I was bluffing about the wine. I didn't realize I was accurately describing the men. My name is Maggie, and I’m a fraud. I’m the city’s top sommelier, but a freak accident years ago left me completely nose-blind. I rely on texture, taste, and a massive vocabulary of buzzwords. So, when I landed a contract with the owners of the Cedarwyn Estate, I thought the biggest risk was them finding out I can’t smell their expensive Merlot. I was wrong. The biggest risk was the three owners. They are a "closed triad"—business partners and lovers who share everything. And from the moment I walked in, they’ve been acting bizarrely. They stand too close. They growl at the waiter. They keep burying their faces in my neck while I’m trying to discuss tannins. Since I can’t smell the pheromones they’re blasting me with, I just assumed they had no concept of personal space. Then I accidentally spilled a vintage Cabernet on myself, and instead of offering a napkin, they offered their tongues. Oh my. Now, I’m trapped in a snowstorm at their vineyard with three apex predators who are done waiting for me to take a hint. Stellan: The CEO. Cold, commanding, and impeccably dressed. He likes to watch, and he likes to be in charge—of his partners, and now, of me. Hayes: The Master Vintner. Rough hands, dirt under his fingernails, and a body built for manual labor. He owns a third of the company, but he prefers the soil to the office. He’s the heart of their relationship, and he wants to cuddle just as much as he wants to conquer. Rook: The Enforcer. A tattooed chaotic force who made his fortune in private military contracting before joining the triad. He manages the estate's protection because he trusts no one else with his pack. He thinks my inability to smell him is a challenge, and he’s determined to make me taste him instead. They don’t just want a wine consultant. They want a mate to complete their pack. And since I can’t smell the danger, I’m walking right into the lion’s den. Or rather... the wolf’s den. Notes of Pine & Predator is a MMMF romance featuring a heroine who fakes it 'til she makes it, three bisexual werewolves who share everything, and a sensory-play romance that proves love is blind... and nose-blind.

I was hired to curate a wine cellar for three eccentric billionaires. When I told them the vintage had "aggressive, predatory notes," I was bluffing about the wine. I didn't realize I was accurately describing the men. My name is Maggie, and I’m a fraud. I’m the city’s top sommelier, but a freak accident years ago left me completely nose-blind. I rely on texture, taste, and a massive vocabulary of buzzwords. So, when I landed a contract with the owners of the Cedarwyn Estate, I thought the biggest risk was them finding out I can’t smell their expensive Merlot. I was wrong. The biggest risk was the three owners. They are a "closed triad"—business partners and lovers who share everything. And from the moment I walked in, they’ve been acting bizarrely. They stand too close. They growl at the waiter. They keep burying their faces in my neck while I’m trying to discuss tannins. Since I can’t smell the pheromones they’re blasting me with, I just assumed they had no concept of personal space. Then I accidentally spilled a vintage Cabernet on myself, and instead of offering a napkin, they offered their tongues. Oh my. Now, I’m trapped in a snowstorm at their vineyard with three apex predators who are done waiting for me to take a hint. Stellan: The CEO. Cold, commanding, and impeccably dressed. He likes to watch, and he likes to be in charge—of his partners, and now, of me. Hayes: The Master Vintner. Rough hands, dirt under his fingernails, and a body built for manual labor. He owns a third of the company, but he prefers the soil to the office. He’s the heart of their relationship, and he wants to cuddle just as much as he wants to conquer. Rook: The Enforcer. A tattooed chaotic force who made his fortune in private military contracting before joining the triad. He manages the estate's protection because he trusts no one else with his pack. He thinks my inability to smell him is a challenge, and he’s determined to make me taste him instead. They don’t just want a wine consultant. They want a mate to complete their pack. And since I can’t smell the danger, I’m walking right into the lion’s den. Or rather... the wolf’s den. Notes of Pine & Predator is a MMMF romance featuring a heroine who fakes it 'til she makes it, three bisexual werewolves who share everything, and a sensory-play romance that proves love is blind... and nose-blind.

Mackenzie hasn't had a successful date in months. She's only a year out of residency, and her grandmother's obsession with finding the perfect mate threatens to drive her barking mad, so it should be a small thing when she lies about meeting someone . . . until she blurts out the name of the last man she would ever date: Noah 'The Big Bad Wolf of Denver General' Taylor. Noah, interventional cardiologist and all-round grump, has spent his entire life hiding what he is - an unmated alpha. But when an anonymous tip brings everything to light, he's left with two choices: come clean to the board and risk his career or find himself a mate. So, when the chatty, overly friendly ER doctor asks him to be her fake boyfriend the same day he's called to meet the board, it must be kismet, right? Mackenzie gets her grandmother off her back, and Noah gets the chance to prove he can continue to work without a real mate - it's a mutually beneficial business transaction. But when the fake-mate act turns to a very real friends-with-benefits arrangement, lines start to blur, and they quickly realise love is a whole different kind of animal.

A sex columnist and a news reporter realize a fake relationship can help them both professionally and personally—but they aren’t prepared for the real feelings that start to develop beyond the headlines—from the bestselling author of It’s Different This Time.Lucy Reid is a sex columnist whose views on relationships aren’t exactly optimistic. Instead, she empowers her readers to embrace their sexuality and challenge the belief that you need a partner to be happy. That is, until her editor tells her that their readers are all in relationships . . . and the team thinks it’s time for something (or someone) new. To buy herself time, Lucy impulsively claims she’s just started a new relationship that she can write about. Enter Marshall Oakley.Marshall Oakley is the new Senior News Writer at Lucy’s company. When the two meet at a work event, Marsh reveals that Julia, his ex of nine years, is getting married, and he needs a plus one to keep his family off his back. They agree to pretend to be in a relationship until the wedding—Lucy will be able to write about finding "the one" only to break up and prove to her readers (and her bosses) that relationships don’t solve everything, and Marshall gets a no-strings date to show off to his friends, family, and his ex.But as they spend more time together, the lines blur and each begins to reevaluate their previously held views on love. As fear gives way to misunderstandings, can they find the courage to rewrite their story with a happily ever after?

All I wanted to do was live my life in peace. Maybe get a cat, expand my spice farm. Really anything that doesn't involve going on a quest where an orc might rip my face off. But they say the Goddess has favourites. If so, I'm clearly not one of them. After saving the demon Fallon in a wine-drunk stupor, all he wanted to do was kill an evil witch enslaving his people. I mean, I get it, don't get me wrong. But he's dragging me along for the ride, and I'm kind of peeved about it. On the bright side, he keeps burning off his shirt.

I run a failing vegan bakery. They run a terrifying motorcycle club. The only thing we should have in common is a mutual appreciation for not being in jail. But apparently, these big bad wolves have a sudden craving for… kale?My name is Clementine, and my life is save the animals, bake the muffins, and try not to go bankrupt. My café, The Grateful Bread, is a cruelty-free zone. No meat, no dairy, and definitely no leather-clad bad boys.Until the Iron Claws rolled into town.They’re six feet of muscle, road rage, and predatory instincts. They should be eating raw steaks and washing them down with gasoline. Instead, they’re squeezing into my dainty café chairs every morning, ordering the "Tofu Scramble Surprise" with a smile that looks suspiciously like a grimace.Ryker: The MC President who drinks my wheatgrass smoothies like shots of whiskey, staring at me with eyes that say mine.Vane: The scarred, silent mechanic who fixes my oven for free and "accidentally" growls at any male customer who gets too close.Griffin: The wild-eyed tracker who swears my gluten-free, sugar-free, taste-free cookies are the best thing he’s ever eaten. (I saw him spit one into a napkin, but I didn't have the heart to say anything).I thought they were just really supportive of small businesses. I was wrong.They’re wolf shifters. And they are starving.They aren't coming back for the quinoa bowls. They’re coming back because my scent drives their inner beasts insane. They’re predators playing house to get close to their prey, and they are getting tired of pretending to like tofu.They want a different kind of meat. And they’re ready to show me exactly how ravenous a wolf pack can get.A MMMF Reverse Harem where the food is clean, but the thoughts are dirty. Featuring three bikers choking down beet juice for love, a heroine who just wants to save the planet, and a mating season that’s about to get messy.