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.
I’m lost in my head as my fingers fly across my keyboard when a video call pops up, and I answer. “Hey Teag. Are we set on your end?” “Yup. The footage is already scheduled. Once Samantha joins Baker on stage, I’ll hit play. I already took over the network servers, barring anyone from the…
Emma peers up at him. “I’m fine, I promise. This is the first one, and we all know I’ve had at least two false alarms.” We all narrow our gazes on her, not wholly convinced. She’s thirty-seven weeks. . . with twins. That means she can go into labor at any time. “I’m fine. Stop…
I shake my head. “Never. I can’t promise I’ll make it through, but I need to do this.” I hand her the rope, then yank my shirt over my head. My throat constricts, and my palms grow balmy. “We’ll go at your pace. Whatever you need, Liam,” she states, and I want to ask her…
The blood running through my veins turns to ice at his confession. “How?” I snap. “How exactly is he planning to do this?” “He’s planted at least five nurses on the maternity ward for when you deliver the babies,” Grady coughs. “Once the twins are taken to the nursery, they’ll be smuggled out, and then…
“I love you too, Dad,” I reply past the lump in my throat, then hang up. When I pick back up the burner, five messages await me. Unknown: I don’t want you leaving that house, Emma. Unknown: Nothing you have to speak to me about is worth risking the twins or your safety. Promise me…
Smirking, he turns the ring. “It is. Isabella and I were married this morning.” “How exactly did you convince Isabella to marry you?” I ask, rubbing the bridge of my nose. Matthieu isn’t an impulsive man. Which means this was his plan from the start. “As if she had a choice,” he exclaims. “If she…
“According to my research, as she gets closer to her due date, she can grow more tired,” Liam says, rubbing circles against the back of her hand with his thumb as he continues. “We should also ensure she has the right lotions at the house. Her skin will tend to be dryer. Oh, and we…
“Good,” she says, bending to hug me. “I need you to be okay.” I squeeze her tight before letting go and replying, “I am. Now, where are you off to?” “My mom is making a pre-Christmas dinner since my uncle will be in Jamaica for the holidays.” My mouth waters. “I’ll need a plate. I…
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuckkkk,” he roars as he begins to fill my mouth. “I need to see you covered in my cum.” Then he pulls from my mouth, and jets of cum hit my face and down my chest. August releases one last groan before a smile grows on his face. August kneels in front of…
Hormones, one hundred and fifty-seven. Emma, two. He tips my chin so I’m peering up at him. “I love you, Emma. There isn’t a thing I wouldn’t do for you.” The earnestness in his words hit me square in the chest. I didn’t realize how much of my heart was missing while they were gone.…