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When I discover the existence of a hidden fortune of an accused witch from the 1600s on Titan Falls campus—a woman executed for poisoning noblewomen's husbands—I had no idea it would force me to choose between my own desires and the safety of those I loved. Morgan, Xavier, Rio, and Rossi are all after the treasure too. Their growing attraction to me complicates things. I can't help but feel drawn to each of their dark habits in a way that threatens to destroy me.

To notorious bad boy Tempest Callahan, I was the overlooked best friend, an annoying sidekick to his baby sister who trailed behind him and lurked in the shadows, eavesdropping on his every delicious word. Now we're older and at the same college. Despite the very real possibility he wouldn't return my feelings, I had to try. But I didn't know his secrets when I admired his gorgeous face and his Adonis body.

Kaden Black was hired to kill me. He's a scarred ex-soldier with a list of bodies behind him and a decade-old vow of revenge. I'm the key to drawing out the man who destroyed his life – and now I'm under Kaden's ruthless protection. Every camera he installs strips away another layer of my privacy. Every order he barks reminds me I'm trapped.

I thought I knew evil. I thought I knew love. But here, locked within the rotting walls of an abandoned manor, something much darker unfurls—something that makes my previous life seem like a childhood fairy tale. Morgan, Rio, Xavier. Each one a jagged puzzle piece that somehow fits perfectly into my shattered life. Rossi. The man I can't figure out, yet the one who holds the key to the riddle that surrounds us all. In this house, every whisper becomes a scream, every touch leaves a burn. We share secrets, tangled sheets, and rituals too dangerous to utter aloud.

I should have run before they caught me. I'm just trying to survive my sophomore year at college. Now I'm caught in the crosshairs of four men who leave terror in their wake: Cav, Kaspian, Axe, and Wilder. They stalk the halls of TFU, their presence marked by unexplained disappearances and hushed fears. The puppeteer, the bogeyman, the phantom, and the hellhound. They want something from me, something I don't even know I have. A jewel, they say, tied to my family's past and drenched in centuries of violence.

Thorne declared war on me tonight when he took away the one thing I had left. But here’s where he got it wrong: I’m not about to crouch in the shadows ensuring he never sees me. If I do, it would only be so he doesn’t see me coming. The boy who made my emotions spike and swirl, crushed them in his hands. He thinks he’s weakened me with heartbreak. Arrogance will be his downfall. It only puts me in the perfect position to take away something that matters to him, too.

We come from high society, but the grooming process starts in high school. And we always recruit in the dark. As a result, our messes are rarely clean and never brought to light. Money's not an issue, and usually, neither are our members. Until one decides to betray us. Let this be a lesson to our initiates: Never choose love over loyalty.

When a shadow from Kaden's past threatens to tear us apart, I'll learn that loving a monster means becoming one yourself, because some nightmares are worth embracing—especially when they're wearing your lover's face.

Callie: I always thought at Briarcliff Academy, Chase Stone was the ultimate ruler. He had the followers. The brutal upbringing. The supplicants. I’m the nobody he tortured, then loved, then ignored. Until I became the somebody of the Virtues. Now, Chase will tell you my exiling is for my own good and that he wants to shield me. He’s wrong. Chase wants to protect his legacy as badly as I want to tear his societies down. Our happy ending has turned into star-crossed lovers. So be it. Let my reign begin. Chase: Then let my sabotage begin, too.

Becoming virtuous demands a sinful price. Our role at Briarcliff has a deeper consequence than the nightly rituals and cloaked costumes the Nobles are so fond of. We’re barely visible, peripheral shadows who hold the deadliest keys. And we’re done being a secret society’s dirty little secret. A note to Callie Ryan, Briarcliff’s most scandalous student: To maintain our power, our history must stay hidden. Do not, under any circumstances, uncover it and put it in the hands of Chase Stone, no matter how much his handsome, heartbreaking face begs you to trust him.

Wait for your invitation...Callie. A lesson I’ve learned since enrolling at Briarcliff Academy: If you don’t join forces with their elite society, you will be ruined. I didn’t join. I rebelled. They couldn’t break me how they wanted. And now, they’re after me for what I know. Worse, they're ordering Chase, the boy who helped me uncover their terrible sins, to exact their revenge. He won’t, because he cares about me. We’ve been together in this from the beginning, despite the edicts he was raised on and the society he was groomed to follow.

Ember is a succubus, consuming in every sense. My theory is proven when I specifically ignore Ember for an entire month, yet her scent remains in my nostrils, the vision of her in my mind’s eye. Her peppery musk dances along the back of my tongue, ruining my taste for anyone else. Savannah Merricourt is labeled as my intended, and I should accept it, as I do everything, because my father’s too powerful and I’ve been locked in the basement too many times.

The greatest mistake Ember made was to step foot in my school. The instant the rumors started, I marked her as mine. It's only natural I became curious about the new girl. She took someone's position in this academy. Someone important to me. And now, she has to pay. The only way for her to survive is to find out the dirty little secrets I keep to myself. I watch the pleasure spark in her eyes as she searches. The desire to participate in my particular...tastes. If she's not careful, I might capitalize on that curiosity, and I'll squeeze her heart until it bleeds.

The ruby Heart is split, and so am I. Cav, Kaspian, Axe, and Wilder: my lovers, my protectors, my doom. Each touch binds me tighter to their cause, even as I uncover the brutal truth of the Cimmerian Court. We're racing to find both halves of a jewel never meant to be whole. But with each clue deciphered, each forbidden location unearthed, I realize the true cost of our quest. The Sovereigns' hunger for the Heart grows with each passing day. Their endgame? A ritual that will consume everything—including the men I've grown to love.

Agreeing to be his no-strings-attached, fake fiancee for a weekend is totally doable . . . Until I have to share a bed with this hot, bearded recluse. It was a necessary deal, considering my boss was blackmailing me and Wyn was nearing bankruptcy as a washed-up rock star. We had to do it to fix our quickly imploding lives. What I don't expect is Wyn to ferry me away to his hometown to visit his sweet, sharp-eyed mother and meet his arrogant brother, a guy who loves to throw his success in Wyn's face.