Sadie Caster has spent three weeks in despair but she keeps it hidden. As an unofficial member of the Tribe, her gang is her family and they look to her for guidance in this dark time of loss. And if there is one thing Sadie has learned, it's that dancing with the devil teaches you how to spit in the face of death and smile at the sight of hellfire But her charades come to an abrupt end when a stranger from the past - back from the dead nearly five years in the making - tells her something so unbelievable that the very foundations of reality begin to unravel. Now on a wild ride to save what has already been lost, Sadie finds that her new family has been keeping secrets of the life she has embraced so fully. Secrets surrounding an age old war that everyone is desperate to forget and a hellish surveillance from superiors that would sooner commit genocide than show mercy. Enter, the Council of Kings; a group of nine members who control the criminal world with devastating precision and ruthless bloodlust. All gangs obey the Council without question; loyalty is expected, subordination is required. The Council hasn't been seen for decades but tales of their brutal executions still circulate and haunt those who lived through the terror of their reign some twenty years prior when the Council swept across the land like the plague; wiping out every man, woman, and child they deemed unworthy. It wasn't punishment, it was extinction. Although that nightmare is distant, the Council is much more than a mere ghost story. They are indeed very real and they are out for blood - specific blood, of the same man Sadie now races to find before the Council can carry out their plan. Love of mythical proportions meets laws beyond the realm of mortality, and a century old destiny that may prove to be too formidable to dispute. In this epic tale of danger and heartache, fate takes her toll by payment of blood. And everyone knows it takes the death of a king to grant the rise of a queen.

"Why don't you go back to Hell?" I spat, fury boiling in the pit of my stomach. A dry smile played on his lips. "Haven't you heard, Cupcake? The Devil has yet to enter the realms of Hell." Follow the tale of Demi Lawson and Aidan Benson as they each tear down the stone wall the other has hid behind for one too many years... One beautiful, fucked up brick at a time. • • • • • WARNING: This story contains mature language/swearing, somewhat intense scenarios, clichés here and there, and a roller coaster of emotions. You're free to enter, but do so at your own risk. ****ALSO: This story is centered around eating disorders. If you're easily triggered by such material I would advise you don't read!**** © XxJessInfinityxX 2015 {Highest Standing: #2 on Teen Fiction) {Cover by: JuneMidnight}

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~