Dahlias are meant to represent strength, elegance, and surviving change. For Dahlia Randall, they represent a dead man. A year ago, a stranger helped her make a mistake disappear. Now flowers are showing up in places no one should be able to reach. When she reunites with the stranger to uncover who knows their secret, the more time she spends with him, the harder it becomes to remember why she ever stayed away. Every time the dahlias return, Dahlia starts to wonder if the real danger is not who is watching her... but who already knows everything.

Cassie is determined to find love, even if it means surviving twenty eight dates in one month. Warren is determined to make sure she does not get hurt, even if it means watching her fall for someone else. But between terrible dates, midnight movies, coffee runs, and the growing tension neither of them can explain, their friendship starts to feel like something far more dangerous. Because maybe the person Cassie has been searching for has been beside her all along. ──────── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ──────── I surged forward, grabbing his arm and dragging him into my bedroom. We both collapsed onto the bed, facing the tv. We were close enough that I could hear him breathing. I leaned closer, becoming cold underneath the fan that spun violently above us. I was aware that it was crossing a line, and probably shouldn't. But I couldn't bring myself to move. The space between us seemed to slowly evaporate, but neither of us seemed to mind. We sat there for a moment, knowing full well we shouldn't feel as comfortable as we do.

Daphne loves her sleep, probably more than anything else. So when the neighbouring racing academy starts to drive their extremely loud cars at night, Daphne can't help but file noise complaints. But what happens when two attractive academy guys strike a deal with Daphne and Maggie to find the culprit behind these calls to the cops? What happens when secrets start to spill, emotions run high, and everything these characters love is at risk? What happens when you strike a Deal with the Dialer? ══════════ ⋆★⋆ ══════════ I woke to the sound of loud engines again. So I did what I've always done, I called 911.