I love Jaxson, Ezra, Maverick, and Ryder the same and in vastly different ways all at once. It's a love that threatens to consume me. To take over every waking second of my final year...
...if only hidden enemies, ancient secret societies, and unsolved murders weren't also competing for my attention.
This will be my hardest term yet.
Not just for the horror of the present, but for the uncertainty of my future. How can I have a life with my knights when someone is determined that I don't survive my senior year at all?