Crashing On H.E.L.L (H.E.L.L.'s Trials Book One)

You have nothing now. Stay alive and we won't kill you.

Six lives were not supposed to collide. These people didn't know each other and had no interest to. They were happy they were--maybe not happy...but content.
But Fate had other plans.
Or was it fate?

Vince: I was the one who stayed, I tried calling the police to save that girl. Her sister was identical to her looks, but something about her...she was strangely calm, staring at me with that challenging gleam in her eyes.

Mickey: As I watched that accident on the television I looked down to my bleeding wrist, both were bleeding and I'd muted the pain, although I knew it still existed. I called 911, because life is short...and maybe I wanted to live after all.

Prince Damian: A whore. My brother chose an escort to be his paid fiancee. That's the girl he wants to tame him. Thank god he isn't the future king, imagine it! An escort as the next queen of Britain! It's preposterous... is it?

Kat: It's not like I fucking chose this, but I'm not about to say no. The younger prince wants me to marry him, if only for the money. I'll think of it like a long-term escorting task. I'm not about to turn it down, even if that prick of a future king would do anything to drive me away. I'll do anything to save my mom.

Prince Cage: I like her a lot. She's just...her. I mean, if I have to be stuck with someone for the rest of my life why not someone I like? She certainly keeps something interesting. Plus, they pay attention to the queen, not my wife, who would only be a princess.

Dallas: A fucking flight attendant, my twin sister fucking dies in an accident and I get the blame because I didn't like her much. Sure, I pretty much hated her, but I still didn't want her dead. Now he made me get a job on a plane, with a prince, a future king, a multimillionaire's son, a suicidal sociopath, an escort, and people I want nothing to do with.