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In Maywood Heights, stars burn bright. They fall even harder.

They call them the Court, an elite boys club who rule Windsor Preparatory Academy like gods among men. And, of course, they're led by Hercules himself.

Royal Prinze--yes, that's actually his name--walks around both the school and the town like he owns them. His affiliation to the prestigious Court only gives him more clout. These boys do anything they want. They take anything they want, and they f*ck anything they want... in that order.

Then there's me.

I came to Maywood Heights to live with my virtually indifferent father because my sister went AWOL. She chose to stay with him after our parents' divorce when we were kids, and I haven't seen or heard from her since summer began. The last thing I imagined when enrolling at her school was that she'd be connected to a group like the Court, and boys like Royal. She's nothing like them and so much better than Royal and his elitist attitude...

So, why then are they saying he's her best friend?

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"I loved loved loved it! Can't wait for the next!

- Becca Steele, bestselling author of The Lies We Tell

"This story sucks you right in from the first chapter and keeps you turning pages!" 

 

- Veronica Eden, bestselling author of Wicked Saint

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Some stars fall. Others... disappear.


My sister is gone and no one seems to really give a sh*t about that but me. Everyone's made things about them, her memory only that and I'm left to sort through all my own pieces. I'm alone in all this and the dangerous boy with the green eyes ultimately leaves me too. I didn't know him like I thought I did. If I had...

I would have run sooner.

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The black hole has sucked me in... and I don't want to get out.


Ramses plan is dark. It can GET dark but not only am I here for it I'm so ready. It's time to bring some justice in this town. It's time to open some f*cking doors and be a voice for someone who didn't have one. My sister Paige didn't get to tell her story. What happened to her was covered up and I'm going to prove that. My only obstacle is Royal Prinze, the one person who's plagued me since I got to this seriously messed up town. He's goading me to see things aren't what they seem. He's goading me to see his truth but I won't be kept.

He's kept me for too long already.

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He's a supernova... wild and untamed but I refuse to let his light die. If need be, I'll be that light for him.


We'll end this together.


The body count is rising in Maywood Heights and Royal seems determined to add to that number. He wants to take out those who hurt Paige. Though I want justice too, I'm not sure how far his need for revenge will take him. These flames might consume him in the end. If we're not careful, they may destroy all of us, Royal's boys and myself included in that number. Something dark and deeply wicked looms over the town Maywood Heights, but I'm determined to stand next to Royal, Knight, Jax, and LJ to do what needs to be done. My sister will get justice in this town. She deserves it and we'll be the ones to bring it to her...

I just hope the ultimate price in the end isn't our souls.

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Never trust a campus god.


Knight Reed is a devil heir with a chip on his shoulder. The arrogant a-hole I love to hate.

His name may be Knight, but that armor is black as coal. He's a beautiful god with a wicked heart. I know because my mom used to work for his family. An act of brutal violence in the woods and he gets my mom fired, ultimately leaving us homeless. That was the last time I saw him face-to-face.

At least, until recently.

He's frat boy royalty at my new university, a campus god amongst the rich and elite. There's little interest in a freshman like me.

But then I cross him, putting an end to me being invisible here in his world.

At a party, I see something I shouldn't have seen. Now, suddenly, the campus god has me tackled on a bed with his hand around my throat. He tells me to forget what I witnessed. Do that or the end result will be bad for me. He's hellbent on crushing my little dove wings and all I see is that cruel boy from the woods that day.

When it comes to Knight, I can't seem to stay out of his way or keep my trap shut around him, no matter how hard I try. He tells me my little mouth will get me in trouble, but I think he's wrong.

I'm not afraid what will happen if I spill his secrets. What terrifies me is how badly I want to see what might be beyond all that coal-black armor...

It's possible that, to some small measure, I'm tempted to give in to the only devil I've ever known.

The dark knight himself.

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"I'm going to have fun breaking you, beauty queen."


They call him kingpin. A blond titan with the looks of a god, the wealth of a king, and the influence of the mob. Lance Johnson is the guy you go to when you want anything on Woodcreek University's campus.

And I mean, anything.

He's got more than one dean in his pocket, as well as nearly all the university's staff--the professor I'm a TA for included.

He's got grown men and respected scholars by their balls, but he doesn't have me.

I have a direct hand over his academic future and not only does he know that, he gets off on it. He tests me in any ways he can. He plays with me and pushes our boundaries to the point of their brink. He doesn't care that I control his grades.

And definitely doesn't care that I have a boyfriend.

He says I'm nothing but a perfect, little beauty queen. A plaything he can't wait to break. He sets his sight on me and I'm a target of the most powerful man I've ever seen.

He has to be if I let him kiss me.

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I gave him my virginity.

But it turns out he wanted so much more.



Stepbrother nightmare. That's Jaxen Ambrose.

He's beautifully vicious, lethal, the villain, and I'm nothing but the plaything that gives him his high.

He says I must pay for my sins. I do that or he'll end me. He's got it in his sick mind I've done something to him. That I've taken something from him but I'm no thief.

The only thief is him. My enemy, my obsession. He involved me in his wicked game without me even knowing. Before he was cruel, he was kind, a stranger who'd been gentle and sweet. I even believed him capable of love.

Only, that love turned out to be what I should fear most, his wickedest play of all. It's true that his cruelty could break me.

But his love could destroy me.

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Two separate lives.

A high dive.

A challenge.

And a pizza.

"What do you say, Jersey girl?"

He asked me that over a deep dish, a man I met at a wedding when I'd been trying to forget the epic disaster that was my life. He was too young, but I was hurting, sad, and recently divorced. Basically, the trifecta for bad decision-making.

Did I mention I'm divorced?

Because I am, and he made me laugh. God, did he make me laugh and I didn't do that. Not anymore. My ex-husband stole something from me I could never get back, and my pizza companion was there to offer an alternative. His body and a night to forget old wounds from the past.

And I'm totally not a terrible person because he was running from something too. We both were. Two strangers drowning in the sea of our own pain. He had a past and a woman he was trying to f*ck out of his mind, and I had a trauma that needed the same prescription.

One night to forget all the crap and the people who came before. One night of rash decisions. One night with a beautiful man who made me smile. Made me laugh.

He's in his twenties.

I'm in my thirties.

Ramses Mallick may prove to completely unravel me.

It's only made worse that he's my student.

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He's the elite's dark prince.
I had the audacity of breathing his air.

Dirty.
Rotten.
Savages.


The Legacy boys are Windsor Preparatory Academy's most privileged. No one crosses the devil spawn of this town's upper echelon, but I managed. I call one of them out my first day, and no one hears it louder than their blond prince.

Evil.
Wicked.
Twisted.


Dorian Prinze is as cruel as he is beautiful and once he sets his sights on me, he refuses to let go. Apparently, I bother him by simply existing at my new school and no matter what I do, I can't stay off the radar of him and his boys. He says I make too much noise and stupid me for not caring. Some really messed up stuff brought my brother and me to this town, and I won't bow down to these elitist pricks.

Something tells me going to war with the cruel prince of Maywood Heights may level both our foundations, but I won't go down without a fight. I'll do whatever it takes to win Dorian's devious and twisted games.

Even if he promises I'll scream for him by the end.

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Tiny.
Twisted.
Secrets.


The news about what happened to Dorian's uncle rocks the town. Especially when a private school's educator turns up dead. The focus surrounding the events that occurred that night shifts, and no one knows that more than the Legacy boys' dark prince. Dorian's looking for answers in the hours following the harrowing truths revealed in that video. We both are, and where we each end up finding them surprises no one more than me.

Rotten.
Little.
Lies.


When what's lie and what's truth suddenly appears indistinguishable, I find myself in a chillingly familiar place. One where the dark prince and I discover ourselves on opposite sides of the battle line. We once blurred that line, and he trusted me.

But can I trust him?

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Stolen.
Missing.
Erased.


I’m a headline in the town of Maywood Heights and known by a name I’ve never heard. They tell me I was taken, stolen, but none of this makes sense. I’m not who they say I am. I’m not a… twin, but even those close to me seem to believe the rumors swarming around me.

Tiny.
Dark.
Deeds.


With my universe suddenly imploding, I find myself at the center of a history with more darkness than could ever be imagined. My entire existence has been a lie, and those I should be able to trust hold just as many secrets as the ones who destroyed my entire world. Dorian Prinze isn’t who he said he was. He’s a liar, and I find myself in a town of the same. Maywood Heights appears to be the city of the damned, and if I’m not careful…

It might just claim me as its next victim.

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