At St. Augustine’s Academy, privilege and power run through every marble hallway. For some, this final year means freedom. For others, it’s the stepping stone to even greater influence. But for a few, it will become a life-altering secret they can never escape.

Isabella Marquez has her future mapped out; graduate top of her class, enter the most prestigious university, and one day take control of her father’s empire. Nothing and no one will stop her.

Especially not Alexander Hawthorne with his smirk and blue eyes, the Duke’s reckless second son. To Isabella, he’s nothing more than a chain-smoking, party-throwing menace who will likely end up in jail before graduation.

But when a classmate turns up dead in Isabella’s dorm room, Alexander becomes the only person who can help her prove her innocence. Forced into an uneasy alliance, Isabella discovers that behind his arrogant smirk and scandalous reputation lies someone far more complicated than she ever imagined.

And in a world where secrets are currency and friends can become enemies and enemies can become something dangerously more, Isabella may find herself risking more than just her future, she may risk her heart.



Dive in to explore Isabella's life as it either takes a turn for the best or the worse.


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The academy always looked its best in the dying light of day. The spires cast long shadows across the courtyard, and the ivy on the stone walls glowed gold as though the place itself wanted to pretend it wasn't rotting underneath. And let me tell you, it was fucking rotting. 


According to Micheal it was rotting but to me it was rotten already but let's move with what Michael said. 


I wasn't going to deny the fact that the structure of this academy was beautiful. It was beautiful and there were certain spots that could draw you in even more. And some spots that people used to shag up. Not that that was any of my concern though.


I lit a cigarette as I crossed the yard. I made sure the hall master wasn't aware that I wasn't in my room. Nit that he'd care either way. Rules seemed to bend whenever I was around...I wonder why. Maybe my charm was doing more than I thought it could do.


Chapter 37 - Dead Ends