Santa Carla has always belonged to monsters. When Michael Emerson notices Helena beneath the boardwalk lights, she appears harmless beside the four dangerous boys surrounding her. He mistakes David's watchfulness for jealousy, Helena's attention for interest, and every warning he receives for another reason to follow. Michael believes Helena needs to be saved. Helena knows exactly what he believes. As attraction becomes obsession and curiosity becomes hunger, Michael is drawn into a family built on blood, secrecy, and a loyalty far older than anyone suspects. But the vampires are not the reckless delinquents they pretend to be, and Helena is not the frightened girl Michael has imagined. She noticed him first. She knows what he wants. And by the time Michael understands that he was never the rescuer in their story, he has already accepted the invitation hiding inside her smile. A dark reimagining of The Lost Boys featuring intelligent predators, dangerous family loyalty, psychological manipulation, tragic history, and a girl who proves that the sweetest face on the boardwalk may belong to its cruelest monster.

Dove Sarison was adopted by Lucy Emerson when she was thirteen. During that time she has gotten close to Micheal, perhaps a little too close? What happens when the family moves to Santa Carla and Dove finds herself mates to four vampires, and Micheal has some things to say about it? It's going to be m̶a̶d̶n̶e̶s̶s̶

My name is Athena, and my eighteenth birthday was supposed to be special. Instead, I spent it alone in my house while my parents were out on another bender, watching *The Lost Boys* and wishing I could escape into a world that felt more alive than my own. As the movie played, I kept thinking about everything I would change. Laddie deserved a better life. The boys deserved a second chance. And maybe, just maybe, I deserved one too. Then everything went black. When I opened my eyes, I wasn't in my living room anymore. I was in Santa Carla, standing inside the very world I had only ever watched through a screen. The vampires were real. The danger was real. And now I had one chance to change the story before it ended in blood. But saving them won't be easy. Because the more time I spend with the Lost Boys, the more I realize I wasn't just brought here to change their fate. I was brought here to become part of it.

When Dabria moves to Santa Carla, she expects sun, saltwater, and a fresh start. With blood-red hair, stormy grey eyes, a nose ring, and a mouth sharp enough to start trouble before she even means to, blending in was never really an option. Dabria lives for the water, loses herself in music, and feels most alive when she's dancing or singing under the neon glow of the boardwalk. But Santa Carla has a darkness hiding beneath the waves and flashing lights-one that watches her a little too closely. When she crosses paths with a dangerous group tied to the night, Dabria quickly learns that this town doesn't just have secrets...it has predators. And the more she's pulled into their world, the harder it becomes to tell the difference between danger and desire. Feisty, fearless, and impossible to control, Dabria might be new to Santa Carla-but the vampires are about to learn she's not easy prey.

Santa Carla has always belonged to the creatures of the night. The Lost Boys rule the boardwalk after dark. David, Dwayne, Paul, and Marko. Wild, dangerous, loyal to one another, and completely unapologetic about what they are. Most people with any sense would run the other way. She isn't most people. Smart, stubborn, and carrying powerful magic that has never played by anyone else's rules, she knows there is something different about the four vampires from the moment she meets them. What she doesn't expect is for her magic to recognize them too. All four of them. One bond would have been complicated enough. Four is absolute chaos. David doesn't trust easily. Dwayne watches everything. Paul treats danger like entertainment, and Marko is usually right beside him making it worse. Yet beneath all of that violence and attitude is a loyalty stronger than anything she has ever experienced. And somehow, she belongs with them. Their connection isn't about choosing one Lost Boy over another. Her magic has already made that perfectly clear. David, Dwayne, Paul, and Marko are all her mates, and the bond works both ways. But Santa Carla is still Santa Carla. Vampires aren't the only monsters hiding in the dark, and her arrival is beginning to change things that were never supposed to change. With powerful magic at her fingertips and four dangerously protective vampires at her side, she's about to prove that fate picked the wrong girl if it expected her to follow its rules. She isn't afraid of the Lost Boys. She's becoming one of them. And anyone who comes after her boys is about to learn exactly why a vampire's mate with magic is a very bad enemy to make.

My name is Lilith. I'm nineteen years old, five months pregnant, and running from everything I used to know. Santa Carla was supposed to be a fresh start. A place where no one knew my name, no one knew my past, and no one could drag me back into the drama I left behind. With nothing but a wallet full of cash I took from the bank before disappearing, I thought I could keep my head down and build a new life for me and my baby. Then I caught the attention of four boys who owned the night. The Lost Boys were dangerous, wild, and impossible to ignore. I should have stayed away from them. I should have listened to every warning sign screaming at me to run. But from the moment they saw me, everything changed. They became protective. Possessive. Obsessed with keeping me safe. And in Santa Carla, where the boardwalk hides monsters, secrets, and blood under the neon lights, I'm starting to realize my past may not be the only thing I should be afraid of. Because the Lost Boys don't let go of what they claim. And they've decided I'm theirs.

Elizabeth only meant to spend two days in Santa Carla. A quick stop during her road trip before heading further down the coast. But Santa Carla has a way of pulling people in. One night on the boardwalk and suddenly Elizabeth finds herself caught in the orbit of four strangers who seem to know far more about the night than they should. David. Dwayne. Paul. Marko. In Santa Carla, things aren't always what they seem. And once the night of Santa Carla claims something... it never lets it go.

When the Emerson family moves to Santa Carla, everyone expects trouble from the so-called murder capital of the world. Michael is cautious, Sam is terrified, but Michael's twin sister is nothing like her brothers. With blood-red hair that falls to her hips, bright sea-blue eyes, tattoos, and a fearless attitude, she refuses to be scared off by rumors, bikers, or the dangerous boys who rule the boardwalk at night. The Lost Boys are wild, mysterious, and dangerous, but instead of running from them, she finds herself drawn closer. David and his boys are used to people fearing them. They are not used to a girl who looks them in the eye, smirks, and refuses to back down. As secrets come out and loyalties are tested, she must decide where she truly belongs: with her family, who wants to protect her, or with the Lost Boys, who make her feel alive in a way she never has before. In this version of Santa Carla, no one dies, but everything changes.

Belladonna Emerson never felt normal, she always felt like an outcast in Phoenix and now in their new home of Santa Carla. But what happens when on there first night on the boardwalk when she sees four mysterious beauties? What happens when they invite her into their world? What if she is once again left alone? Once again an outsider, in her own family?

What if Micheal, and Sam had a sister. What if she was the Lost Boy's mate. This is the story of Antlas Aphrodite Emerson a pretty girl with alot of problems. When her mom moves back in with her grandfather, along with her two brothers, and she meets four boys that seem to think she's just going to fall for them instantly things get a little weird.