You'd hate Vance if you met him. The problem is Sage didn't. She met his smile first. Arriving at university with a broken friendship, an overbearing mother, and more baggage than she cares to admit, Sage is desperate for a fresh start. Instead, one collision at a party drops her directly into Vance's orbit. He's the kind of guy everyone warns her about. The kind she swears she can handle. What follows is months of obsession, heartbreak, and self-destruction as Sage mistakes being wanted for being loved. While her world narrows around one person, anonymous notes begin appearing among her friend group, turning ordinary campus drama into something far more unsettling. As secrets surface and the threats become impossible to dismiss, Sage finds herself questioning everything she thought she wanted, and slowly drifts toward someone she never would've looked at twice. Sometimes the person you thought would never be yours becomes the one you can't let go of, and the one you wanted most isn't the one you're meant to keep.

Sometimes, unbearable attraction falls into the hands of enemies, and they can't help but act on these urges while actively sabotaging each other's lives.

Most of the time he wasn't sure whether he was entirely going insane; or if he is missing her and he had simply been truly dying of heartbreak; but even now, he could see the face of his sister just looking at him with her eyes, beeming a light, almost loving smile at him. Her blonde hair had moved gently in the coming wind of the storm. He hadn't heard her genuine voice in such a long time either; though sometimes, he could have sworn he'd heard her whisper to him and felt her caress his hair. He'd thought of how she had probably changed, whether it was for bad or for good; that hadn't mattered to him nearly at all. He just wanted to see her. Alexiel had felt physical pain somewhere on the left side of his chest at the mere thought of looking straight inside her eyes again. Then again, he didn't even know if he would be allowed to hug her when he meets her; it had been such an awfully long amount of time since the last time after all. He'd almost already felt how his arms were wrapping all around her all over again, beginning to hold her tight in his brotherly grasp. Alexiel didn't realize that his hand was really going through his own hair, as he invisioned caressing her locks instead, and suddenly he'd gasped slightly. "I'll be seeing you soon, my dear sister," Alexiel had whispered in his current raspy voice into his room, just motionlessly staring at the dark ceiling.