Steamy Chronicles collections
The betrayal stung like a knife to the gut, and she needed to get away, to breathe, to escape the suffocating weight of it all.
Her feet carried her down the driveway, her vision blurred by tears, until she found herself standing beside a sleek, black muscle car.
The engine purred softly, and leaning against the hood was Billy, the school’s notorious bully.
His broad shoulders filled out his leather jacket, and his dark eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her pause.
“Need a ride out of here, princess?” he asked, his voice low and laced with a smirk.
His reputation preceded him—everyone at school knew Billy as the guy who thrived on chaos, the one