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English Prep stands tall with its ivy-covered exterior and old, wrought-iron doors. The stone gargoyles sit at the school's entrance, knowing just as much as anyone: I don't belong. Once upon a time, I did. I belonged in the "it" crowd with all the other well-endowed kids, but now, I am no longer welcome.

Theo Brooks is hard not to notice. With his coy smirk, rock-hard abs, and skilled agility on the ice, he's the cockiest of all the jocks and, unfortunately for me, my new roommate. When Admissions mixes up my first and last name, and I end up living in the male dorms, I feel my perfectly tied schedule loosening with every string Theo pulls. And he likes to pull every single one. It isn't until I find out that my long-time boyfriend is sampling other girls that things get interesting. Theo proposes a solution to my problem.

A sexy rivals-to lovers, forced proximity, Formula 1 romance from bestselling author SJ Sylvis. Rome Pierce is Formula 1's golden boy—reckless, ruthless, and wrapped in an ego as polished as his race suit. Arrogance isn't just a trait; it's his personal trademark. As the daughter of Vanstone...

She's the coach's daughter and his rival's newest target. Aasher Matthews is everything I detest. Arrogant jock: check. Coy smirk: check. Too hot for his own good: check. To make matters worse, he plays hockey. Unfortunately for him, my father is his coach. Fortunately for me, I'm deemed...

A forbidden and edgy boarding school romance set in a deliciously dark world where the bad boy gets the good girl even when she's off-limits. Gemma: We were from two completely different worlds: I was molded to follow the rules; I was the good girl living the sheltered life at St. Mary's...

He's my best friend's brother, and he's completely deranged. Dark, disturbed, and hell-bent on making my life as his new tutor an actual living nightmare, he's the enemy I should shy away from. Secrets are locked behind my red lips, just as his are concealed by his pressed tie and crisp school uniform. We are more alike than either of us are willing to admit. Tobias says heartless boys never kiss... But he kissed me.

Several months ago, I was the queen of English Prep. The boys stopped in their tracks at the sight of my too-short plaid skirt, and the girls cowered behind their locker doors, envious of me ruling the halls with the most desired boy by my side. But the thing about queens? They often fall to their own demise. 

English Prep has always been known for housing the most uppity, privileged rich kids in all of Pike Valley. That is what has been driven into my brain since attending the opposing prep academy in the area since middle school. So when I am hastily pulled out of Wellington Prep and thrown into English Prep my junior year, it feels like I am being thrown to the wolves. My plan is to blend in and to remain invisible, so I fly under the radar, staying away from the "in" crowd. Then I lock eyes with Ollie Powell.

Ford Collins is my brother's best friend and Bexley U's favorite defender on the ice. Unfortunately, he feels the need to block much more than the puck. Namely, me and any chance I have with a guy. Encouraged by my older brother, Ford has ruined every single date I've ever had. With his hot smirk and sly maneuvers, he has made it his mission to make me the most unattainable female college student in the world—that is until I have a brush with death, and I beg him to help me.

Spending my summer at St. Mary's Boarding School isn't the same without my friends. I knew it wouldn't be. What I don't expect is to see her again. Isla Ransford. The last time I saw Isla, I gave her one rule to follow: become invisible. Four years later, she shows up at St. Mary's and is anything but invisible. The only logical solution is for me to ignore her—resist her. When I find out why she's back at St. Mary's, my choice to stay away is taken. I'm forced to intervene. After all, I'm the reason for her suffering.

Loving her was like breathing air—it was hard to live without. Journey Smith was quiet and guarded, and above all else, beautiful. When we were alone, I grew to know the girl behind the stormy eyes. Her hesitant touches and hidden smiles were reserved for me, but now they're gone. Stolen moments of happiness were replaced with sharp barbs and fiery glares concealing her fear. Our past was written in the stone of St. Mary’s—a past that I was not willing to repeat. But what I assumed to be the truth was nothing more than a fabrication of such.

Isaiah: We couldn't have been more opposite. I was molded to break the rules. My life was seeded in corruption at St. Mary's Boarding School. Fate brought us together, and we formed a plan. I gave her that taste of rebellion, and she became mine. She was my kryptonite. I was her escape, and her...