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There's one word you don't utter at Prescott High, not unless you want them to own you. H.A.V.O.C. Hael, Aaron, Victor, Oscar, and Callum. The Havoc Boys rule the hellhole we call Prescott High. Once upon a time, they ruled me. For an entire year, I endured their shit. But senior year is going to be different. This year, I own them. I’ve made a pact with the Havoc Boys to get the vengeance I deserve. Their price? Me. At their beck and call, in their beds, a part of their gang. Their girl. A Havoc Girl. Those dirty, rotten boys are going to get revenge against everyone that’s wronged me—everyone but themselves.…

Break the new girl. That should be easy, right? Trash like her doesn’t belong at Burberry Prep. No, Marnye Reed is going down, and we plan to make a spectacle out of it. Let’s see who can make her fall in love first. Bet’s on. Any takers? *** Take on the filthy rich boys. They’re the idols of the school, veritable gods on earth. Old Money. New money. A rising star. These guys are nothing like the ones at my old school. I might come from nothing, but I’m determined to be someone, and I won’t let them get in my way. They say they’ll make my life a living hell; I think they mean to keep that promise

Break the rich boys. It’s tricky, but doable. Jerks like them don’t deserve to rule Burberry Prep. No, Tristan, Zayd, and Creed are going to pay, and I plan to make an example of them. Then there’s Zack, the varsity football d*ck. Oh, and did I mention a prince just transferred to the academy? Whatever will I do with those two? Revenge is wicked sweet; I can’t wait for a taste

Share the new girl. That won’t be easy, will it? Especially not while trying to keep our thrones in the Burberry Prep social scene. Marnye is learning to forgive us; the least we can do is protect her. Let’s see who can make her fall in love first. This time, there’s no bet. This time, it’s just our hearts on the line

Shh, I have a secret.

The sinfully gorgeous members of the Student Council—Church, Ranger, Spencer, Micah and Tobias—can't ever find out.

I already get picked on because my father's the headmaster.

I don't need them to know I’m the only girl, too; I’d rather dress like a boy.

Adamson All-Boys Academy now has its only female student, but I'm not about to be their guinea pig.

Not when there's a secret at this school nobody is talking about. Not when the last female student here ended up dead.

Psst, I know a secret.The same secret that the Student Council—the super-rich, super handsome elite of Adamson All-Boys Academy—knows, too.Jenica Woodruff, the only girl to ever attend the academy before I showed up, didn't commit suicide: she was murdered.Now, someone is after me, too, but no matter where I go, the killer follows. My new high school isn't safe, and turns out, neither is my old one.I'm not a member of the Student Council, but after everything we've been through together, after the horrible things we've seen, I may as well be. These ruthless boys have taken me under their wing.Church, the fearless leader (and hopeless coffee addict). Ranger, the bada** VP (and naked baker). The identical McCarthy twins (and MMA enthusiasts). And Spencer, the boy who was willing to question everything about himself to fall for me … oh, Spencer.Murder and romance are both in the air at Adamson; I'm just not sure which one will kill me first.

The secret is out.

I’m officially dating the entire Student Council, but that’s not the only thing that’s outside the norm at Adamson All-Boys Academy.

Nah, I think the murders are a bit more remarkable, although my dad might disagree. He’s not exactly thrilled with my fake fiancé or the other four boys that make my pulse race.

With two current students dead, and three attackers on my tail, it looks like I’m next. The fact that I’m a target isn’t in question, but are the people closest to me involved somehow? Everyone’s a suspect—my family, my classmates, even my new boyfriends.

Okay, that’s it. I’m going to do it: I’m going to attend Adamson in a fucking skirt, and kick some ass.

Follow the clues, catch the bad guys, secure my future. Because, murder-mysteries aside, this is my final year of high school, and nothing lasts forever, right? Not even a forever crew.

Choose between the rich boys. I’d rather face the Harpies than make that choice. How can my four years at Burberry Prep really be coming to an end? No, Tristan, Zayd, Creed, Zack, and Windsor are everything to me right now. My strength, my passion, my heart, my empathy, my joy. Love is a cruel master, but I have no one to blame for this but myself. *** We fell in love with the charity case. Idols of the school, the kings of the campus, and we’re nothing without her. Marnye Elizabeth Reed. This girl has twisted our world upside down, but the Infinity Club is about to knock us all on our asses. Big money, political ties, family bonds, obligations: shit is going down at the academy. The rest of our lives, the rest of her life … it all comes down to this one, final moment.

There's one gang you don't piss off at Prescott High, not unless you want them to destroy you. The Havoc Boys. My enemies turned friends turned lovers. These boys have never been saints, but this war that's brewing is resurrecting their inner demons. Once upon a time, I was their target. This time, I'm calling the shots. Senior year is my year. This year, I'm going to bring down my enemies. This year, I'm going to run my tongue along the blade of vengeance and taste blood. The Havoc Boys are mine, and we were here first. You don't mess with a Havoc Girl without paying the price. You don't start a rebellion without a little…

There’s one mistake you don’t make at Prescott High, not unless you want me to ruin you.
Do not touch my beautifully broken Havoc Boys.
Harbin, Fadler, Channing-Blackbird, Montauk, and Park.

Death stalks the halls of Prescott High.
Once upon a time, my best friend betrayed me. For over a year, I let that two-faced bitch go.
But not anymore.

This time, she’s stirred up the devil in me.
We’re finishing up my list; we’re setting our sights higher; we’re taking control of this city.
The VGTF, the detective, the pretty young cop.

It doesn’t matter.
Because we are Havoc, and I no longer have limits.
My boys have corrupted me, and we’re more than happy to bathe in the blood of our enemies.


ANARCHY AT PRESCOTT HIGH is a 130,000 word mature high school/new adult romance with enemies-to-lovers/love-hate themes. It has brief flashbacks of past bullying incidents as well as foul language and sexual scenes; any sex featured is consensual. This is a reverse harem novel, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. This is book four of five in the series.

There’s one girl you don’t mess with at Prescott High, not unless you want them to come for you.
Those dirty, rotten Havoc Boys might be a gang to everyone else, but they’re family to me.
My f*ckbuddy. My first love. My husband. My challenger. My confidante.

There’s trouble brewing in the halls of our high school, and it’s spilling into the streets.
Once upon a time, Havoc held Prescott in an iron grip.
But for senior year, we want the whole goddamn city.

This year, we’ll have to drop bodies if we want to own the underground.
Good thing that’s something we excel at.
The Havoc Boys are artists, their brushes made of bone, their paint a brilliant ruby red.

One Havoc Girl for five Havoc Boys.
I wear the crown; I warm their beds; I hold their leashes.
We’re going to take back our school, our city, our lives—I’m just praying to whatever vengeful god will listen that the price for all of that doesn’t cost me a letter in our dark acronym.
H.A.V.O.C.


MAYHEM AT PRESCOTT HIGH is a 117,000 word mature high school/new adult romance with enemies-to-lovers/love-hate themes. It has brief flashbacks of past bullying incidents as well as foul language and sexual scenes; any sex featured is consensual. This is a reverse harem novel, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. This is book three of five in the series.

(Rich Boys of Burberry Prep, #5) A Burberry Prep x Adamson Academy Crossover Novel!This is the FINAL story for both the Rich Boys of Burberry Prep series, AND the Adamson All-Boys Academy series . . . all in one volume!Harem versus harem.How often does one university entertain two coeds with harems of rich boys on their heels?My name is Marnye Reed and this, this is Charlotte Carson.Girl, just call me Chuck.What are the chances? Is it fate? You have five boyfriends; I have five boyfriends.Whoever could’ve guessed that Bornstead University had a strange and unusual tradition–one that’s put targets on both of our backs. Not that we’re…

Hot bullies, busted cars, and the party of the year.
On an endless loop.
I don’t know how, but I’m living today over and over again.

Every year, the town of Devil Springs holds a celebration known as Devils’ Day.
There’s no magic, but there might as well be: we wear masks, we play tricks, we party hard.
Every year, the students of Crescent Reform School party the hardest.

They’re the lewdest, the most wanton, ribald, and lascivious.
Why shouldn’t they be? Our ultrarich prep school sits in the middle of the woods, a place for wealthy families to dump their black sheep.
Except for me.
My parents sacrificed everything they had to send me to Crescent Prep.

I can’t let Calix Knight, Barron Farrar, and Raz Loveren ruin that for me.
They’ve bullied me for years, and I’ve never known why.
At least today, they have something real to be pissed about.
I crashed my shitty yellow VW Beetle into Calix’s Aston Martin.

And somehow, someway, I keep waking up at the moment of the crash.
I can’t undo it; I can’t run from the Knight Crew.
My mantra has always been: this too shall pass.
But not today.
Not the worst day of my life.

DEVILS' DAY PARTY is a 150,000 word mature high school/new adult romance with enemies-to-lovers/love-hate themes. This is a contemporary story about a girl who lives the same day over and over again. This is a stand-alone novel, meaning it is one, complete story with no sequels

Святой Боже.
Я без понятия, как заботиться о детях.
Зарабатываю на жизнь, делая пирсинг сосков, пупков и носов.
Я даже никогда до этого не держал ребенка в руках. Ни разу. Никогда не менял подгузник и не бинтовал разбитую коленку. Черт, я даже не хочу детей. Я больше похож на бродягу, любовника на один раз, который не задерживается на одном месте надолго.
Семья? Обязательства? Не-а, б-р-р, ни за что.
Но так случилось, что мой брат и его дети нуждаются во мне. Отчаянно.
И я даже представить себе не мог, что тоже нуждаюсь в них.
Или что нуждаюсь в ней, этой странной женщине, которую я встретил на детской площадке.
Брук Оверлэнд.
Она не знает о том, что я нянька-любитель. Ну и как мне теперь выкручиваться?
Она нанимает меня. Ради нее я забочусь о детях ее сестры.
А еще я трахнул ее.
Моя жизнь — полный бардак.

Megastar Tam Eyre has no idea what to do with the crumpled note thrown at his head: If you don’t love me, we both die.

Bubble-tea-obsessed college girl, Lakelynn Frost, has 365 days to make the world’s most famous pop star fall in love with her.

If she can’t do it, an old family curse will kill them both.
Might be a problem since she can’t get tickets to any of his sold-out concerts.

Should Lake chase after him with only her grumbly brother Joules for company?

Check items off her bucket list like Uncle Jack? Plan her own funeral like Aunt Clara?

But Lake’s a fighter.

And this curse? It comes with magical meet-cutes.

Turner Campbell is an asshole.
I f*cking hate him.
But I can't get enough either.
He sings like an angel and f*cks like a devil.
If I could, I'd run away and never look back because to tell you the truth, I think this man might be the death of me. *** Naomi Knox is a bitch.
I can't f*cking stand her.
But I can't stop thinking about her either.
She looks like an angel and plays like a devil.
If I could, I'd f*ck her good and forget all about her, but to tell you the truth, I think this woman might be my last saving grace.

Hot bullies, busted cars, and the party of the year.
On an endless loop.
I don’t know how, but I’m living today over and over again. Every year, the town of Devil Springs holds a celebration known as Devils’ Day.
There’s no magic, but there might as well be: we wear masks, we play tricks, we party hard.
Every year, the students of Crescent Reform School party the hardest. They’re the lewdest, the most wanton, ribald, and lascivious.
Why shouldn’t they be? Our ultrarich prep school sits in the middle of the woods, a place for wealthy families to dump their black sheep.
Except for me.
My parents sacrificed everything they had to send me to Crescent Prep. I can’t let Calix Knight, Barron Farrar, and Raz Loveren ruin that for me.
They’ve bullied me for years, and I’ve never known why.
At least today, they have something real to be pissed about.
I crashed my shitty yellow VW Beetle into Calix’s Aston Martin. And somehow, someway, I keep waking up at the moment of the crash.
I can’t undo it; I can’t run from the Knight Crew.
My mantra has always been: this too shall pass.
But not today.
Not the worst day of my life. DEVILS' DAY PARTY is a 150,000 word mature high school/new adult romance with enemies-to-lovers/love-hate themes. This is a contemporary story about a girl who lives the same day over and over again. This is a stand-alone novel, meaning it is one, complete story with no sequels.