Selena

The three Darling cousins, each one more cruel and gorgeous than the last, rule the halls of Willow Heights like kings. None is worse than Devlin Darling, who makes it his personal mission to ruin his rivals. Starting with me.

You can run, pretty girl. You can hide in another state, under another name. But not forever. Not from me....

Being left at the altar would have been better. Instead, I'm sent away to a secluded spot where I can't disturb the happy couple--on my honeymoon without a bride. Left to lick my wounds and recover from the ultimate betrayal, I do what I do best....

Mysterious. Dark. Deadly. They say crows are bad omens, but until I met them, a single crow was my only friend. Then, the boys next door come to welcome me to the neighborhood....

I used to have it all. Football made me popular. Money made me desirable. My name made me a king. Girls tried to tame me, but I valued my freedom too much to be tied down. Until I lost it all....

When she was sixteen, I stole her innocence. When she was seventeen, I convinced my cousin to break up with her so I could dry her tears and promise I’d never leave her....

Dolly Beckett is my cousin’s girl and the one woman in the world I can never have. I intend to make her mine by any means necessary. At first, I show her what a good man looks like. When that doesn’t work, I steal all her firsts and hook up with her friends to make her jealous....

In one moment, my freedom is snatched away when my father tells me I have to marry a man I’ve never met. I expect an 80-year-old retired boss who craves my virgin flesh in payment for his service. I’m not prepared for the dangerously gorgeous soldier my father presents....

Royal may be a broken man, even a monster, but he didn’t become that way overnight. He didn’t get there alone. I was part of his destruction, just as he was part of mine. And just as he has moved worlds to help me, I must atone for what I’ve done, too....

The Dolces broke me, but it doesn’t matter. They shattered my body and soul, and when they were done, they left me for dead. But it doesn’t matter. I don’t care about anything. Now, a stranger tends me like the flowers in his garden. He plays with me like a doll from the trash....

Navigating the halls of Willow Heights as a Dolce girl is no easy task, and doing so with ulterior motives only makes it more difficult. With the Dolce boys always watching and the Bitch Pack eager to see me fall, nothing is guaranteed....

My name is Harper Apple, and people say I’m rotten to the core. I’m not the only one. The Dolce boys aren’t just dangerous, privileged, rich alphaholes. They’re a gang of three psychopaths backed by a pack of enablers and worshipped by their fangirls. And I want in....

My name is Harper Apple, and people say I’m rotten to the core. When my shot comes in the form of a scholarship to Willow Heights Prep, you can bet your ass I take it....

An eye for an eye. A heart for a heart. The war should be over. I got what I wanted. I should be happy. But nothing is as it should be. My brothers made the team, but they still want more....

Used. Worthless. Broken. The Darlings think they won. They think they've beaten me, that I'm exactly what they call me - a dog....

It’ll be easy, my father said. When we move to a small town in the south, we’ll own it, my brothers said. After all, my family is rich as sin and used to getting whatever they want. How hard could it be? Except, when we arrive in Faulkner, someone already owns this town....

Trapped in an asylum on a remote island, she searches for answers about her missing best friend, only to find more sinister secrets. Fighting all odds, she struggles to find her way back to her men before her captors destroy her—or her absence destroys them.

The Hellhounds aren’t done with me yet. They want to know all my secrets. My men are determined to break down my walls and find out what I’ve been hiding. And finally, they’re willing to do the same.

You might wonder how a nerd like me ends up dating the rough, cocky quarterback known for his playboy ways. The one who happens to be my bully that I'm already forced to tutor. For a smart girl, that might sound like a questionable decision, but there's a simple explanation. We're faking it.

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. That’s how it began. My childhood friends heard my confession, and they blackmailed me. Now they have me in their clutches.