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.
Bree nods. “Yes. Every dress selected for tonight was chosen to match this one-of-a-kind set. You’ll be wearing well over half a billion dollars in jewelry.” My heart stops beating. Why the fuck would anyone buy me a billion-dollar anything? “Who’s the benefactor?” “I’m not permitted to reveal that. Everyone on my team has signed…
We’re halfway to the elevator when Elias is cut off as the building begins to shake. Small tremors rattle the windows like a seismic wave has hit us. “Is this an earthquake?” I ask, searching for a nearby room and hoping it has a table. Seconds later, the building shakes again, harder this time, and…
I stop speaking as another group of giggling sorority girls approaches. They preen, pulling their shoulders back and widening their smiles. They must recognize our disinterest quickly because they frown as they scurry past, making no attempts to engage us in conversation. “This is the only place remotely safe enough. Samantha wouldn’t step foot into…
Aaron nods. “While I respect that, I won’t have any of you playing chicken with my daughter’s and future grandchildren’s well-being. So, tell us what you’ve all been up to.” Rowan meets each of our eyes, waiting for the confirmation we’re on board. Once he has it, he replies, “First, tell us who this guy…
Snarling, August stands and kicks Baker in the face, and blood erupts from his nose. The Senator grunts but doesn’t move. August lifts his gaze to the camera. “There, I didn’t kill him,” he snaps before storming off. I scan all the feeds to determine what we should watch next. Sebastian taps my arm, then…
I made a mental note to tell Liam to look into the senators, but I’m sure he’ll study the footage from this room in minute detail. “Who else has control over the chip in Karl’s arm?” I demand, feeling like a pompous ass for speaking in third person. Brian’s pupils double in size. “H-how did…
Dipping his chin, Karl replies, “Hopefully, one day, in the near future, we can make a game out of it-perhaps the person who collects the most blood.” “Oh, count me in,” August interjects, and we all follow suit. There’s not a snowball’s chance in hell any of us would miss out on an opportunity to…
“I told you there was no way they could be involved,” Karl gloats. “I’m leaving,” Isabella hisses, stalking toward the entrance, but nothing happens. “I said. Let. Me. The fuck. Out of here,” she demands, whirling around. At her words, the Senator’s earlier smugness returns. “No one else leaves before the sun rises. Survive the…
“But they-” Kylan begins, but I hold my hand to my lips. Their guards corral them away from the Heirs. “They aren’t worth the trouble,” I state, meeting each of their eyes before turning and walking away. As I’m nearly back to where Shay stands smirking, I swear I hear one of them murmur, “Just…
My head begins to throb. I know exactly what she’s referring to. Karl dipped for a long-ass time, and when he returned, he looked like someone who finally got their fix. He went to see Emma, and he accomplished whatever he set out to do. I try not to let my anger at him for…