L.A. Shaw

My twin and I knew we were going home to strangers who would be living in our house. I tried to prepare myself, telling myself to be kind and polite. But what I wasn't prepared for was… her. Bellamy Clark.

I'll never forget the first time I saw Berkley Black. I can still picture what she was wearing and how she took my breath away—she was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

The first night I met Parker Cole, he insulted me within five minutes of opening his gorgeous mouth. Between the banter and nicknames thrown at each other, a spark ignited that lingered well beyond that evening. Our next encounter was a night full of masked pleasure and fun, with no expectations.

As kids, we had an unexplainable bond. One I don't think we even understood back then. Over time, the pull between us developed into something we could no longer ignore. We were reckless, we were impulsive, we were… everything. Until it all came shattering down.

Have you ever felt such a pull to one person that you cannot control yourself around them? Just one mention of their name and a fire ignites deep within? Well I, Sloan Barton, had that connection... with my brother's best friend.