The start of my college career wasn’t at all what I expected. After moving into the ‘brohouse’ during my first semester, I found my three terrible RoomHates had somehow turned into my sexy Roommates. Over the next semester our new relationships blossomed, until we hit a snag with Hunter’s struggles with addiction. But the four of us stuck together, and stuck it out until we made it through to the other side. Now, with each of us having our own reasons, we’re off to Paris for a semester. Does that now make us Flatmates? And how will the City of Love affect our budding romances ...

University of Aurora wasn’t my first choice to pursue my photography degree. Nor was some random apartment with three bros my first choice for housing. Yet here I am, surrounded by mountains on campus and three hot, but annoying – and sometimes downright hateful - bros in Seth, Hunter, and Lucas at home. I’m trying to ignore it all: the mess, the wild parties, and the fact that they pass the same woman between them like some kind of trophy. Yet as each day goes by, my hot, annoying, alpha-hole RoomHates are somehow turning into something that I can’t seem to resist.

The last thing I expected was my mom to find out I was pregnant by barging into my baby shower. She doesn’t understand or approve of my relationship, and definitely doesn’t approve of my pregnancy. Can I work it out with her? With dad? Can the bros and I find our happily ever after?

I... I'm pregnant. This is something I knew would probably happen... eventually. After college. After we all had stable jobs. After we had discussed it. But none of those things have happened, and I'm pregnant now. Can I finish my degree? Can the bros and I support a child. And most important of all... how do I tell them?

I walked in on my now ex-boyfriend hitting a high note—with the singer of the band he's supposed to be managing. My encore? Waking up in a tangle of three sinfully delicious rockstars. Three nights. Three nights of heated revenge with the biggest band on my company’s label. Three nights where rough, gruff men struck chords in places I never knew could hum. The morning I woke up sandwiched between the three members of JAX; Was the morning I realized I may have ruined my career. Forever. Yet, instead of facing a firing squad led by my ex at the record label, I was in for the shock of my ...