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My name is Sia Reynolds. I’m a girl with an unsettling past, and the outlook of my future seems even bleaker. I need a job to get my life back on track so when my best friend (and only friend) Lettie suggests I work for her more than abrasive father I have little choice but to take her up on the offer. I had no idea that meant committing to a life of secrecy bathed in blood…

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.

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 shift, 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. When what’s lie and what’s truth suddenly appears indistinguishable, I find myself in a chillingly familiar place.

Ares “Wolf” Mallick ripped my heart out. He ground it into mush and didn’t even grant me the courtesy of a goodbye. He just left me. He left and said our relationship, fake or otherwise, meant nothing to him.

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.

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.

Wells Ambrose thinks I’m evil, and I wish he was wrong. I ruined his life the summer I turned fifteen, and he hasn’t let me forget. Nearly everyone in our small town turned on me after that, which used to be a bad thing. Until I decided I need Wells’s hate. He’s failing college, and I’m the only one who can get him out of the backlash he receives from his parents. He needs me, and I need him to believe I’m that evil girl from years ago, because his hatred comes with attention and protection.

Ares “Wolf” Mallick has it out for me. He’s one of four self-imposed gods at Pembroke University, and unfortunately for me, I was on his radar well before that. He single-handedly blames me for ruining his junior year of high school, and three years later, he’s come to collect. He says I owe him. He says he owns me, and he’s determined to destroy everything I’m working toward unless I bend to his will. He wants someone he can control and gives very few details beyond the initial ask. If he wants someone he can control, though, he’s howling in the wrong place.

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.

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 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 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 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.

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--k anything they want...in that order. Then there's me.