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Down-on-her-luck Aubrey gets the job offer of a lifetime, with one catch: her ex-husband is her new boss. *** Aubrey Whitlock's life is turned upside down after her divorce, leaving her an unemployed, broke, and single 29-year-old. A chance meeting with her ex throws her for a loop again when he makes her an offer: come work with him as his assistant. Now a self-made billionaire, Bryce Roberts is just as infuriating-and good-looking-as he was the first time around. Their marriage was disastrous, but their chemistry is stronger than ever. Will they ever mend their relationship, or will it be nothing more than a heated game of seduction? And what will happen when Bryce discovers the secrets Aubrey has been keeping from him after all this time?

Egon is said to be the key, to hold the power to overthrow Vestomer, the wicked ruler of Magur, but he feels useless. With his power still not developed and a new life he's been swept into, how can he fulfill this destiny everyone wants for him. Mace is forced to spy on his friends, weaseling his way into their life and corroding them with his lies, all to keep his lover alive. Rayner is torn between the orders of his brain and the orders of his heart, if he ignores love he may loose it forever. Ceridwen is running out of time and if she can't find the ingredients to craft the potion, she'll never recuse her family. Theresa is poisoned with the sight of the future and as the dreams come in an uncontrollable wave, can she escape the vision she sees, the vision of death and destruction The Children are running out of time and Vestomer's plan for distruction is forming. They must journey to an outpost just beyond the Kingdom of Magur's borders to gather the help of Magic Born, to create the potion and release the imprisoned Magic Born, to Over throw the King. •••••••••••••••••• best rank #102 ( in adventure ) best rank #177 (in fantasy ) •••••••••••••••••• Comment/FeedBack "After reading this, I voted right away because honestly...you left me pretty much speechless!" @KevinXValentine "It bloody brilliant I, I can't put It down!" -ScorpioUK248 "Very good story, enjoying every bit of it, and even more so is the fact that it keeps getting better!!!" -AdeAlaoOluwaferanmiA "I started reading while my breakfast was cooking, I couldn't stop!! Now my breakfast is cold!!" -CintiaJCajal "I'm enjoying this story a lot so far. It always keeps me on edge and I never get bored of reading it!!" -AsiaPyne

**Officially published as Clique Bait with HarperTeen!** Payment is usually a part of a basic transaction. You give and then you take. But, at Arlington Preparatory, people take at their leisure. They take their entertainment in the form of humiliation. They get what they want at the expense of their pawns. But they never pay. Chloe Whittaker has a hit list. But not exactly the murder kind. After her best friend is ripped from Arlington, punished for her fascination with climbing the hierarchy, she knows she has to end them. One by one. Revenge is sweet, and inflicting it is even sweeter. Only, what if someone she's determined to destroy, starts to win over her heart? Highest rank: #1 in teen fiction cover by @supernovass

I woke up and felt nothing, absolutely nothing. The sensation in my feet, hands, and face... all gone. I looked around and saw a ton of people dressed in white lab coats staring at me in 'awe'. "Where am I?" Mumbles started to grow in the crowed. I looked around to see if I recognized anyone, no one. Now that I think about it I don't even think I remember my own name. Jane? Rebecca? Victoria? No, none of these rang a bell. I started to feel anxious so I tried moving. It was hard to know if I was because I couldn't feel anything. There were sounds of struggle but I didn't know where they were coming from until I looked down, I was strapped to a chair. I quickly looked up wondering why I didn't hear the lab coats mumbling anymore. They were staring at me and then jotting things down inside of their little note pads. "whats going on?!" I asked them. no answer. "WHY AM I HERE?!" I tried again. Still no reply. I tried rocking the chair back and forth, but it wasn't budging, the feet of the chair were bolted into the floor. "WHY ARE Y'ALL JUST STANDING THERE?!, HELP ME!" More staring. More writing. "HELP!!!" Why aren't they listening to me? Can they even hear me? Am I even speaking? I couldn't take it anymore. why was I here? where is here? who am I? My vision started to become blurry. I dropped my head down and noticed that the shirt I was wearing had droplets of water on it causing my white clothes to turn grey. I was crying..... I was crying and I couldn't feel it.......Why I couldn't feel it?.....