The trouble with bullies is... they hate when you stand up to them. I used to be on top. I used to rule the school. Then one cruel act knocked me off my pedestal and Christian was more than happy to ride me down. Christian Moreau: resident bad boy, former best friend, now my tormentor. Nobody dared to stand up to him until one girl, a bottle of vodka, and a shove changed everything. Yeah, that girl was me. If only I had known what that shove would set off. A war with the Queen Bee of Meadow Creek. Long-hidden dark secrets revealed. And Christian Moreau moving in down the hall. Christian ...

Wanting something you cannot have is a bad thing…. Who said that? I did not ask for this life. I had no interest but one faithful evening and my life changes forever. Senior year and I am thrust into a dark elite school. They don’t want me here. They have ruled for generations… Who are they? The elite boys, Killian, Maxim and Matteo. Dark extremely wealthy and they rule the school The girls swarm to them like moths to a flame. But not me I will not be one of their conquests I have my own crew…transfers from my not so fortunate school They want us out Scratch that They want me gone ...

Three powerful families. Three privileged sons. Roman, Ethan, and Klay are dark, devilish, delicious, each in their own way. I shouldn't even be on their radar, but they've marked me. I don't know why. I can't remember the last two years. A mental breakdown, they tell me, after both my parents died. I just want a fresh start to my senior year, a normal life, a graduation. But those three untouchables own Marshall High, and they're fighting over me. Not in a pretty way. They want to own me, control me, use me for their twisted schemes. The last one is the worst. Cold, cruel, beautiful Klay. ...

A romance with a mafia boss has no place in my life. But he doesn’t care–not once he’s decided he wants me anyway. Six months after my father’s untimely death, I’m drowning in debt. Even working for one of the most respected celebrity tattoo artists in Los Angeles hasn’t been enough to fix that. I don’t have time to fall in love–or even to think about dating. Even a one-night-stand has become a distant possibility. Then my boss asks me to fill in for him while he’s sick–and I end up in a west LA penthouse, about to tattoo the most well-known mafia boss on this side of ...

Maybe, if we met at another time - another life - he could’ve been mine. Maybe, if I were older. Maybe, if he wasn’t my brother’s best friend. Maybe, if he wasn’t my teacher. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. Having my dirty little secret living down the hall had me obsessing over alternate endings and happily ever afters. I’d never wanted someone so badly, but his hot and cold behavior was giving me emotional whiplash.