When her dad’s gone, Emma moves to a new academy for a fresh start, but the town’s BIG FOUR, Rowan, August, Liam and Karl, rule everything. Each dangerous, magnetic, and unpredictable, they pull her into their dark world. But the real danger isn’t them—it’s the secret deal that ties her to a deadly game she was never meant to play.
EMMA “You’re scaring ’em, girl,” Shay says as we walk to Civics. I snort, perusing the hallway, and once again, my classmates don’t know what to make of me. They’ve looked on in a combination of fear, awe, and contempt over the last few days since word spread about Miss Taylor not only being fired…
Wy: Good shit. This lead was a bust. Rowan: Finally. What’s the plan? O: ?? ?+ ?? I snort at Karl’s response-he’s going home to get all his girls. Me: ?? ?? ?? O, seriously? O: Sharpening Lizzie and the girls as we speak. Seb: Emma’s asleep. Should I leave now? Rowan: Did you have…
Stalking to the table, I grab the syringe, then approach Madeline and plunge it into her neck. Seconds later, she gasps awake and immediately attempts to pull from her restraints. Once she realizes she can’t get free, she takes stock of her surroundings. “What the hell am I doing here?” “You’re here to answer questions.”…
Sitting up, I unfasten his belt and unzip his pants, eager to finally see his dick. I bite my lip to hold back the moan at the sight of him. I run my fingers down his length, just barely able to wrap my hands around him. Sebastian grips my hair, yanking my face up to…
“Miss Taylor has officially been dismissed from her duties and will be escorted out of town within the week. Her stay in Calloway has been rescinded,” Mr. Calloway explains. “Now, what did she say to you?” he probes. I dig my nails into my palms, preventing the smartass remark on the tip of my tongue.…
“What the fuck? Where the hell am I?” she demands, tugging at her restraints. “Uh, uh, uh,” Rowan chides. “You don’t ask questions- only answer them.” Vivian’s head swivels, taking in each of us before landing on Sebastian. Her face crumples in a momentary defeat. “Bash,” she pleads, but he doesn’t respond. Her nostrils flare.…
I take another step forward. “How do you plan on doing that? Your dumbass is tied to a chair,” I taunt. “You think I can’t get out of this?” Vivian quips. I burst into laughter. “I’d love to see you try. It would make my day if you got free, believe me.” Sebastian clears his…
I don’t give her any time to recover. Instead, I slide three fingers inside her and pump in and out as my teeth nip her, and she comes again. Her juices run down my fingers, and I pull out, lifting my lips from her clit, and bring my fingers to my mouth and suck. My…
Vivian Taylor struts from behind the desk, her black stilettos clacking against the floor, “Either get out, or you all fail.” Grumbled curses sound before the movement of students leaving hit my ears, prompting me to slowly gather my things, never taking my eyes off the vile woman in front of me. Sliding from my…
Perfect. “Maybe she’ll be a little more forthcoming with how Summer’s doing,” I retort, standing by the SUV door. Moments later, a willowy brunette steps out from the rear door of the black Lincoln Town Car. Mrs. Anderson steps from around the door, thanking the driver before ascending the stairs. She doesn’t spare us a…