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Thrown in a cage and stripped of my dignity, I was auctioned to the highest bidder, but I never imagined that I'd end my night in the home of Killian DeLorenzo—head of the Romanian Mafia and the most powerful man in the country.

"Go live with Nate Ryder," they said. "Everything will be fine," they said. Are they nuts? Nate Ryder has been the bane of my existence for the past five years. He's made it his personal mission to make my life a living hell and now my parents expect me to go and live with the guy for the foreseeable future. No thanks. I'd rather gouge out my eyes with a toothpick than live with him and his little brother, Jesse. Only problem is, they have my parents wrapped around their little fingers, thinking they're the good little boys they pretend to be.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

It was dark, and in my defense, he was tall, muscled, and smelled like the most tempting sin. I couldn't resist, and the second he touched me, I knew I was never going to be the same. It was a night filled with the kind of intensity a woman could only ever dream of. Nothing could have tainted such perfectness. At least, that's what I thought. Because the delicious man I let rail me into oblivion isn't the perfect stranger I thought he was. No, he's anything but.

I’m sure if I hadn’t spilled beer all over him and gave a subtle suggestion of where he could shove his best friend’s dick, perhaps we would have started out on a better note. How was I supposed to know that the dude was the captain of Bradford Private’s precious football team? I had just witnessed my boyfriend three inches deep inside some random girl. Surely you can't blame a girl for word vomit after such a traumatic experience.

They’re everything a girl shouldn’t want. Too bad this foster girl never had a daddy to chase away the monsters because I’m a sucker for a bad boy...or four. Carver, King, Cruz, and Grayson - the Kings of Ravenwood Heights. When I was forced to come here, I was expecting just another run-down town to add to the ever-growing list of unwanted homes. What I wasn’t expecting was them. They’re dangerous and they're keeping one hell of a secret - a secret that's going to change it all.

What's that saying? When life hands you lemons... What if I don't want to make lemonade? What if I want to pummel them into non-existence? Anything is better than admitting how desperately I want a taste of that sweet lemonade. That's exactly how I felt when my college assignment threw me in the direction of Miller Cain. My body screams for him while my brain warns me to run for the hills. He's the captain of the ice hockey team with a cocky reputation. He's a sweet talker and the bad boy promising me the ride of my life.

Aston Creek High was supposed to be my fresh start. This was my one shot at freedom, but he had other plans for me. Slade Cruz was never a part of my plan, but he sure as hell made me part of his. I thought I was through with fighting to survive, but it seems as though the games have only just begun. Give it your best shot, Slade. I’m ready.

After an untimely firing caused by what could only be the best donkey meme ever created, I find myself back in my snowy hometown of Blushing, Colorado. As beautiful as it is, there's one big reason why I haven't been home in six years. Nicholas Stone—Blushing's most eligible bachelor and the love of my life. I have one goal and one goal only—get in and out of Blushing before Nick realizes I'm here. Only avoiding him is much harder than I could have anticipated.

The DeAngelis brothers. Men tremble at the sound of their names while women run, their lives flashing before their eyes. They’re the monsters under your bed, the boogeymen in your closet. Every living soul fears them. They’re relentless, and they’re coming to play. They’re the sons of the most notorious mafia boss, the leader of the DeAngelis Family, and they’ve just set their twisted sights on me.

Standing at the top of the DeAngelis empire isn’t as glamorous as it sounds. Sure, it comes with the kind of power one could only ever dream of, and having three men to lavish me with undeniable pleasure is the greatest perk of all. But where there’s power, there’s pain, and many rivals have died at my feet while learning that lesson.

Death is cruel. It’s unforgiving and brutal. It robbed me of the life I wanted to live and stole what little hope I had for the future. I was supposed to be something great. I was supposed to have it all. But a single bullet changed everything. There’s a war brewing, and this time, it’s personal. Luckily, a bitch like me doesn’t stay down for long.

Nate was supposed to be the reason I wake up in the morning, until he took that reason away. Now, I'm left feeling like an empty shell of the girl I used to be. He's going to come running back, and when he does I'm going to make him work for it. Thank God I have my girls and Jesse—without them I'd be lost. Oh, and I have Ashley Samuels and Phoenix Reilly keeping my mind busy. They better watch out because I've got nothing else to lose and revenge will be sweet.

There’s nothing quite like the smell of a decaying body. Being trapped in a cell with it under the hot, desert sun … now, that’s just sick. One minute, I thought I had everything I needed in this dark world, and the next, I was a prisoner to Giovanni’s wicked plan. I don’t know how, but I will get myself out of here, even if it’s the last thing I do. Giovanni will not win this, and I won’t stop until my fingers are curled around his throat and my knife is sinking into his flesh.

Betrayal cuts deeper than any knife stabbed through your back. It slices through you and makes you wish for the sweet demise of a bullet shot straight out of Carver’s gun. I trusted them. King, Cruz, Grayson, and Carver were not only the Kings of Ravenwood Heights but the kings of my heart, and now...they’re my executioners. They took away everything I had. They stole my heart and made me believe in love. I should have trusted my gut. They gave me hope, and I was a fool who followed them blindly. Never again.

They’re dead. I feel it right down in the bottom of my soul. They were snatched away like trophies in the night and slaughtered before my very eyes. Those three gunshots will forever ring through my mind, tormenting every waking minute of my life.

A DeAngelis family war is brewing and these heathens are the vicious ringleaders, pulling the strings of their pawns for the greatest show of all—a show that will guarantee sweet, sweet victory.

College? How did this happen? One minute I'm starting my senior year of high school and the next, I'm in college. Let me repeat myself. How did this happen? I can't even begin to understand the crazy amounts of drama I've suffered through over the past 12 months, but I've never been so happy to say it's over. I'm more than ready for this next step in my life. I came out of my senior year with Nate by my side and a future to start building.

I never expected Nate Ryder to change my life the way he did. Hell, I never expected to fall in love with the one guy who made my life a living hell for five years, but here I am. He's the perfect example of something I never knew I needed. He's my rock. My salvation. He's exactly what I need when my life goes up in flames. I thought the worst was over. I thought I was safe to move on from the horrors of the past few weeks, but I have never been so wrong.

Nate Ryder has made it his mission to make my life a living hell and now my parents expect me to go and live with the guy for the foreseeable future. I'd rather gouge out my eyes with a toothpick than live with him and his little brother, Jesse. Nate Ryder is a bad boy through and through. He's the devil and he knows it. Now that devil is my roommate. This is going to be one bumpy ride.