Beck Grey

They say the Shabah doesn’t exist. They’re wrong. I know because I was one of them—an assassin trained to kill without question and vanish without a trace. Five years ago on a mission, the unthinkable happened.

I’ve been in love with my brother’s best friend since I was twelve, and twenty years later, Erik Osouf is still so far out of my league, we aren’t even playing the same sport. Not that I play sports. That means talking to people, and my social anxiety makes that all but impossible.

Nothing is more important than family. Someday I'll have my own, if I can ever find the right guy. For now, I'm concentrating on my career and a promotion. That is until my company hires a hotshot with the right credentials to snag the position.

Against protocol and my best intentions, I fell in love with the key witness I was assigned to protect. I know. Rookie move, Jamie.

What do you do when your boss pressures you to date her nephew? You create a fake boyfriend. One who works a lot, so he never comes to office functions or meets you for lunch. It was working well until she calls my bluff.

No romantic relationship could ever compete with my dream job. Sure, it gets lonely, but that’s what occasional hookups are for. Work-life balance? Who cares? I certainly don’t. Until chest pains bring me to my knees and land me in the emergency room.

When it rains, it pours. And right now, it’s a freaking monsoon. Bjorn: After my parents' deaths, I devoted myself to raising my younger siblings. It meant growing up fast, but I had to keep the family together. Romantic relationships weren’t a priority. My siblings had to come first.