Hellfire Club

The new girl doesn't belong here. So why can't I stop thinking about her? Iris Briggs a goodie two-shoes with a headmaster father who aims to ruin my school year before it's even begun. She gets under my skin. With her demure skirts and braided hair, Iris flits around the periphery until she runs right into me, hot coffee soaking me as she looks up at me with wide, innocent eyes. We start off scalding.

From the moment we exchanged our first glance, Lennox Lincoln-Ward has been out to destroy me. So I keep my head down at Pembroke Prep, and I stay out of the Hellfire Club's way. Even so, Lennox finds me, seeks me out until he pins me in his beautiful, withering gaze—the same gaze that sends a chill down my spine and an undeniable tingle to other places.

Owen Montgomery is arrogant and unfeeling—with cold, haughty manners and a British accent sharper than any knife. I've been secretly in love with him for years, knowing there's no way he could ever notice me. The scholarship girl. The poor girl. Until that night in Ibiza . . . I vow to focus only on my future. Little do I know that I've awakened an obsession in Owen that will soon outgrow the halls of Pembroke Prep and spill over into the real world. Owen wants me, and he'll stop at nothing to have me.

It's no secret that I hate Phineas Yates, but what most people don't know is that I have a very good reason why. One hot summer, he broke my heart in the worst way, and I promised myself then and there that I would never fall prey to the sinner of Pembroke Prep again. Even if it meant reinventing myself into a girl I barely recognized. There is a fine line between duty and desire. I'm not just any girl; I'm a princess. When my family begs me to get engaged to save the family name, I'm trapped with no way out.