"Do you know if Cordelia is coming to the island?" Grayson asked Andrew, assuming he would know the whereabouts of the oldest Thorpe sister. Last he knew, Cordelia moved to London as well. But maybe he was wrong. Andrew's brow puckered in confusion. "Cordelia? Who's Cordelia?" ----------------------------------- Throughout his entire childhood, Grayson Mitchell spent every waking moment with his best friend. Together, they lived for the days that their families moved to Martha's Vineyard for the summer. On the island, the two of them didn't have any worries. Until three years ago. When the Thorpe family yanked their whole life from the United States and moved across the ocean to London with no answers, no further contact, and certainly no apologies. Now the Thorpe family is back, and Grayson is doing everything he can to keep his ex-best friend at arm's length. However, the raven haired, electric soul, 1966 red Mustang convertible driving Charlotte Grace Vendivere-Thorpe had a way of worming into everyone's hearts with her sweet smile and kind heart. He certainly had no way of resisting her. Even worse, Grayson finds himself feeling new emotions for Charlotte that he's never felt before. In the wake of her sister's wedding, he's spending every second with Charlotte and the family, party planning and shopping. A once very deep friendship begins to mold into something else entirely. However, an island once full of hope and promises is now drowning in secrets and mysteries. What happened to the Thorpe family three years ago? And why is everyone acting like nothing happened at all?

A new (unwelcomed) beginning comes when Makennah is relocated through the foster care system to a new home in a rich suburb with the Sinclair family. Makennah knows right away that she doesn't belong here, and she probably never will. However, she can't help but start to fall in love with the charming, humorous, family of six with all brothers. Oh, and she couldn't forget Matt's (the oldest brother) hot football player best friend Theodore Alexander Rose. Or Theo for short. Before she can blink, she's unequivocally involved with Theo. Naturally, romance and attraction brew between them as they spend more time together. Makennah is scared that Matt will be unhappy with their attraction and keeps things behind closed doors where Matt can't see. However, Makennah can't deny that she's starting to fall in love with Theo. In the midst of her turbulent storms of trying to find her feet in a brand new town, new high school, and new family, he sees through her tough exterior and cares about what's underneath that makes Makennah who she is. And he doesn't care about her past.

"She's hot." "Yeah, I know. I'm kinda jealous..." "I'm gonna ask her out." "Are you crazy? You're asking for a death wish." "What's so wrong with me asking her out?" "Everything! You just can't." "Why!?" "Because she belongs to the king." - Mia White was just an ordinary girl that walked the face of earth. She was who people looked up to. She had good grades, was the kindest person you'd ever meet, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Everyone in ClearHills Academy loved her. But, there were also some who feared and despised her. Some people hated Mia because she was known as 'little miss perfect' and because she was claimed by the one who practically owned everything. Besides her best friend, Sarah, not many people approached her. Most people feared that if they were to do something wrong, it would anger him. And that was the last thing people wanted. Ace King was someone not to mess with. His father owns a powerful company that he would soon take over. He was what parents told their kids not become. He was the bad boy of ClearHills Academy. Ever since Ace first laid eyes on her as kids, she was what he wanted most. Mia was the only person who he'd drop on his knees and bow down to, she was the only person he cared not to be feared by. She was the only who could tame him. - "What is it dear? Do you want something else?" his mother asked, looking down to see his attention focused on something. Or rather, someone. "Her," he said, pointing at a girl, sitting on a small wooden stool with a book in her hands. "I want her." - ❝Everyone knows she belongs to him.❞ - WARNING [ contains mature language ] Highest Ranking #1 - 01/27/18 | Billionaire #1 - 02/01/18 | Romance STARTED on November 7, 2017