All I ever wanted was to fit in with the “in-crowd.” Well, at least until I met him. I became obsessed with him. He made me feel things that I had never felt before; the longing to rebel. He leaves you breathless and speechless in only a second of staring into his eyes. His eyes are the deepest shade of blue and his hair is like the night skies. His name is Lysander Turn.
This is our story of rebellion and of love and hate.
