One minute I’m staring at a pre calc textbook, the next I’m tearing through trees with claws I didn’t know I had. My dad says it’s in my blood that I’m a werewolf, part of a line that’s guarded the balance between our world and theirs for centuries. He says Mystic Grove Academy is the only place I’ll be safe. He’s half right. The academy’s full of people who get it …witches who can’t control their magic, shifters who don’t fit in, even a vampire named Kai who looks at me like I’m a puzzle he needs to solve. But it’s also full of secrets. Like how the boy everyone calls Alpha Ryder Blackwood marked me with a silver glow that burns into my skin whenever he’s near. Like how my grandma, who “moved away” when I was little, actually disappeared from this very school. And worst of all? Students have been vanishing again. Just like they did a century ago, when the last girl with my face tried to fix the world we broke. The mark on my arm isn’t just a claim it’s a death sentence. But if I can’t figure out what my grandma started, and why Kai’s great uncle is tied to every secret here… we’ll all be next. Because the door between worlds is opening. And this time, there’s no one to slam it shut but me………

I thought moving in with my new stepbrother would be just another chapter of playing nice and fitting in. I was wrong. Sofia’s world shifts the day her dad marries into one of the most powerful families in the city. She’s spent years taming her own wants to keep peace until she meets Leo. He’s everything she’s not: reckless, wealthy, covered in paint and secrets, with hands that know how to break rules and hearts. From the moment their eyes lock across the dinner table, something crackles between them that neither can ignore. Leo’s been running from his family’s expectations his whole life, using art and distance to keep everyone at arm’s length. But Sofia sees past his tough exterior to the lonely kid he still is inside. What starts as stolen glances and late night conversations quickly spirals into touches that leave them breathless, kisses that taste like rebellion, and nights where the line between right and wrong melts away completely. They know their love is supposed to be impossible. Family will turn their backs. The world will call them sinners. But when their bodies speak louder than any rule book, blame is the last thing on their minds. Sometimes the best kind of wrong feels so damn right.

I smelled her the moment I got off the elevator. I took a deep inhale and almost hummed with the delicious scent that surrounded me. I turned to the corner towards my office, my eyes found her right away. She was standing by my door with a tablet and a couple of folders in her hands. She was so d*mn beautiful. She smiled, and my eyes zeroed in on her dimple. Would it pop out if she sucked my c*ck.She makes me nervous. She makes my palms sweat. Every time she turns around, I want to grab her by the hips, bend her over, rip her clothes off and f*ck her until she c*ms all over my c*ck.I’m obsessed and I don’t know what to do. Her big innocent eyes and her delectable body makes me want to do dirty things to her. I have to have her. And tonight I will take that first step of making her mine.