Satan's Spawn

It’s scary how much life can change in an instant. One minute I’m preparing for a new school year in my San Diego town, and the next I’m being ripped from my childhood home. Making the cut from my father’s death two years ago that much deeper. Not only am I being forced to leave a place that reminds me so much of him, but I’m being forced to move hundreds of miles across the country to a city I’ve only learned about through Mom and social media. Different climate. Different lifestyle. Different High School.

Riverside Prep is supposed to be...

It’s scary how much life can change in an instant. One minute I’m preparing for a new school year in my San Diego town, and the next I’m being ripped from my childhood home. Making the cut from my father’s death two years ago that much deeper. Not only am I being forced to leave a place that reminds me so much of him, but I’m being forced to move hundreds of miles across the country to a city I’ve only learned about through Mom and social media. Different climate. Different lifestyle. Different High School.

Riverside Prep is supposed to be the most prestigious school in New York City, little did I know it’s also the cruelest. There’s one faction of sovereignty reigning over the school of the elite: and they call themselves The Royals. These Royals aren’t fancy nobles dripped in gold, though, no. Or typical privileged adolescents. These four guys are cold, ruthless, and take no prisoners. Besides me, that is, because for some reason I catch the eye of their leader, who’s known well to be the worst of them. Crayton Shaw is not a high schooler, or a royal, he’s more like Satan playing God. A psychopath with his sights set on me, and I have no idea why. He claims to hate the new girl from California… But his eyes are always on me from the shadows, his lips tempting me with brutish words, his seductive nature making me want to venture into the dark side and drown in it. Crayton’s allure is almost as deadly as his wrath, and I spend most of my days trying to abstain from wanting both. To remain the good girl my father loved. But the more I’m around Crayton the more I crave his darkness. His punishment. His twisted ways. A quote I read somewhere said Hell was empty, but that’s because the devil’s here with me.