Where the lies began
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Last published Tue, Mar 10, 2026
Camryn Harris had everything planned.
Perfect grades.
A college far away from her neighborhood.
And absolutely no distractions.
Then she met Zay Carter.
The boy everyone whispers about.
The boy teachers warn you to stay away from.
The boy who seems to carry danger everywhere he goes.
Their worlds were never meant to collide.
But one late night after studying for her AP exams, Camryn finds herself in the wrong place... at the wrong time.
And Zay Carter pulls her straight into his world.
A world full of secrets.
A world full of danger.
A world where the truth is never what it seems.
Zay tells her to stay away.
She should listen.
Because the closer Camryn gets to him...
the more lies she uncovers.
And the night they met?
That's where everything began.
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