𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼, 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓲𝓷, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂 𝓯𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓴 . . . . . . Isla Davenport does not rely on people. She knows how to get what she wants and she'll be damned before she asks someone for help. Her only goal is to spend a year in Thornebury University, win a scholarship to Princeton, and be free of owing anyone anything for the rest of her life. The only problem, a devastatingly gorgeous man who wants the exact same thing. Nico Sinclair knows how to use people. He knows how to get what he wants using that pretty face of his. His only goal is to spend one more year in Thornebury University, win a scholarship to Princeton, and be free of owing anyone anything for the rest of his life. The only problem, a pretty girl who has no idea what she's doing yet manages to outsmart him again and again. Did I mention she wants the exact same thing? Only one can win and they'll both do anything, even if it means each other.

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 ᥫ᭡ 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑰 "𝑰'𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒊𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔" - 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨 ᥫ᭡

When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin