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Pendant des années, j’ai imaginé ma vie universitaire à Avix University… mais surtout, ma vie avec lui.

Lui, c’est Chase, le meilleur ami de mon frère pour qui je nourris un amour profond, depuis notre toute première rencontre.

Et si je m’évertue (misérablement) à cacher mes sentiments pour ce sportif si convoité sur le campus, j’ai toujours pensé qu’un beau jour mes sentiments seraient partagés.

Ils le sont d’ailleurs, j’en suis persuadée !

C’est bien pourquoi il était mon avenir.

Jusqu’à ce qu’un jour, tout bascule.

Qui aurait pu croire qu’un coup de ballon sur la tête allait bouleverser mes plans ?

"Les filles comme toi ne sont pas les bienvenues dans un endroit comme ça, alors baisse la tête et détourne le regard."

C'est avec ces mots que mon assistante sociale m'a laissée dans mon nouvel enfer, un centre pour les "adolescents à problèmes".

Je ne l'ai pas écoutée, et maintenant, je suis sur leur radar.

Ils s'attendent à ce que je respecte leur hiérarchie, que je joue le jeu et me soumette au rôle qu'ils me réservent.

Dommage pour eux, je ne suivrai pas leurs règles.

Et dommage pour moi, ils sont bien décidés à m'y obliger.

Beaux comme des dieux et hautains comme des rois... eux, ce sont les garçons de Brayshaw High.

Et moi, je suis la fille qui s'est mise en travers de leur chemin.

Lui, c’est le play-boy obstiné qui refuse de baisser les bras.

Moi, je suis la nouvelle, impassible, qui n’a plus rien à offrir.

La situation va vite se compliquer…

Après des mois de refus, j’ai fini par accepter de déménager à Alrick Falls.

Ma famille était persuadée que c’était pour le mieux, qu’un nouveau décor me serait bénéfique, et moi, j’en avais par-dessus la tête de cette éternelle conversation.

Alors, voilà où j’en suis, et le plan est simple.

Sourire chaque jour et éviter cette fille à tout prix. C’est parfait.

Jusqu’à ce qu’un quarterback trop sûr de lui débarque dans le tableau.

La dernière chose dont j’ai envie, c’est son sourire de biais et ses yeux bruns dardés sur moi. Et pourtant, le voilà, toujours autour de moi à insister, à me provoquer. Il me dit ce que je pense, ce que je ressens, comme s’il le savait.

En réalité, il ne sait absolument rien.

Et je n’ai aucune envie que ça change.

“You will go to Rathe University, live among the giftless and those of light magic. You, Knight Deveraux, will learn to coexist.”

I’ve never heard more wasted words in my life. Then again, the gifted counsel never did have much to say that wasn’t. The only members amongst them who speak a thing worth listening to are my parents, the King and Queen of the Stygian’s, the people of Dark Magic.

Unfortunately for me and my brothers, they’ve chosen to play nice instead of sinking their talons into anyone who dares demand a thing from their heirs. In this instance at least.

Every gifted is forced to leave our realm behind after graduation to spend the next four years in a world that isn’t ours, while pretending it’s enough for those with something deeper clawing beneath their skin.

It isn’t. Not by a long shot, and while it’s as boring as I thought it would be, we find ways to entertain ourselves.

A little Fae Dust, the power of persuasion, and it’s a party worthy of a royal … or four.

That was fun the first year, but it’s my second now, and the minute I got back to campus, I knew it would be worse than before. I felt it, that pull buried beneath my skin, the whisper of a warning deep in my mind I could hear but couldn’t reach.

It starts with a human party and ends with a nightmare.

A five foot, white haired one.

With eyes like ice and a body begging to be bitten, she’s a problem.

A giftless one.

That’s right, she’s human.

Worthless.

And if the shadow circling my soul is telling me what I think it is … she belongs to it.

My new obsession … is my fated mate.

But there is no way the fates would give me, a Lord of Rathe, a heir to the throne of dark magic, a giftless girl.

I’ll prove they got it wrong.

That she’s not mine.

If I’m lucky, I’ll destroy her in the process.

Fake.

That’s what we are.

That’s what we agreed to be.

I thought it would be harder, convincing everyone our school’s star receiver was mine and mine alone, but we played our parts well.

So well, the lines between us began to blur until they disappeared completely.

The thing about pretending, though, someone’s always better at it, and by the time I realized my mistake, there was no going back.

I fell for our lie.

And then everything fell apart.

It turned out, he and I were never playing the same game.

He didn’t have to break me to win.

But he did it anyway

Before the school bell rang on September 1st, we were already falling in love.

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You know how in college there’s that one guy everyone wants to be?

That’s me.

I’m the top dog.

The number one.

The big man on campus.

Some say those things are solid wins.

My new tutor would disagree.

My title means nothing to her.

My status lost on her.

And now my mind? That sucker is stuck on her.

She was told to make our sessions priority over all, to drop everything when I need her, and come to me. She does.

But I don’t want to steal her time anymore.

I want to earn it.

If anyone can do that, it’s me.

I’m Tobias Cruz, the king of the curveball. I don’t lose.

Not the game, and surely not the girl.

Little did I know, this girl has herself a secret … and it’s the dirtiest curve yet.

I’m a Monet.

A chameleon.

I’m whatever I must be.

And what I must be is a flawless daughter, a skilled socialite, and the perfect prize to the man who signed along the dotted line.

Not that I’m complaining.

I’m all for a contractual agreement, a quick and clean catapult into the next phase of rich girl life. One that takes little thought, less effort, and zero devotion.

It’s exactly what I want.

An impassive life.

A calculated future.

Or, it was until the lights went out, darkness took over, and I learned what it meant to live.

To feel.

To fall.

But everyone knows what thrives in the night burns in the light and flames were among us.

There is no escape.

No turning back.

No ending within my control.

My mother always says our choices determine our consequences.

𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.

I’ve tried to forget him.

He refuses to allow it.

Now, here we are, forced to spend the holidays together, pretending everything is as merry as ever.

It isn’t.

I know this.

He knows this.

Everyone else? Not so much thanks to the man determined to be mine.

Despite all that’s happened between us, he swears not everything has changed.

He might be right…

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Ever wonder what would happen if you bribed your brother’s ex-best friend to be your first?

Yeah, me either, but I did it anyway. Now the moody man is madder than ever, but I came prepared to strike a deal …

One he can’t refuse.

Crew Taylor is the picture of perfection, if gruff, grumpy, and prone to throw a punch is your type. Clearly, it’s mine or I wouldn’t be begging him to bite the bullet and claim my virginity as his own.

Sure, he’s a bit of a caveman, broody and bossy and oh so naughty, but that’s sort of the point.

He’s experienced, his heated hazel eyes promising sinful skills in seduction, and I want him to teach me all he knows.

Lesson by lesson.

Night after night.

The problem?

He says he won’t allow me in his bed … but I wonder what it would take to get him to play in mine a bit?