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. ***THE SECRET GIRL is a 90,000 word lighthearted reverse harem/high school bully romance novel with a mystery/suspense twist. This is book one of three in the series. Contains foul language and sexual scenes; any sex featured is consensual.

    The rich. The well connected. Eden Warren is none of those things. She’s spent most of her life in Kingston, mostly hanging down at The Park with her sister, Hope. When Hope goes missing, Eden makes a last-ditch effort to find her by going to Hawk, her enemy and the leader of the K-Boys, for help. Sparrowood Academy is filled with darkness. Entitlement. Brats. No one knows why they’re there. Why the K-Boys and Eden are giving a shot for a world class education among the spoiled and privileged. They’ll need to take care of one another.One thing’s for certain; there’s a target on their back.Sparrowood Academy is part one of this new contemporary, gritty, YA reverse harem series by best-selling author, Angel Lawson.

    Invisible to the three I keep under my anger filled glare.Dressed in black, I have the hood of my zip-up hoodie pulled over my head and drawn closed as I fade into the afternoon shadows to observe and plan my revenge. They probably wouldn’t recognize me if they did see me standing here. I’ve changed a lot over the past nine years and I’m no longer the slightly chubby kid who wore overalls or t-shirts and jeans everyday of the week until I was thirteen and everything changed. Everything. When my best friends became my worst enemies.I watch as Seamus, Hayden, and Axel laugh and joke around in their front yard and toss a football back and forth between one another. We’re only a five minute walk from the college we all attend, a college I just transferred to mid semester of our senior year. They don’t know I’m here and that’s the way I want to keep it for a little bit longer. I patiently watch, waiting for them to leave for the football game so I can begin my plan.I will get my revenge.Barretta Dawn Bowers thought she had the three best friends in the whole world. There was nothing and no one that could come between them. Never in a million years did she think that they would be the reason for their friendship to be torn apart and her heart to break. Having moved to Florida with her aunt when her whole life had been turned upside down it isn't until nine years of being gone and a family emergency calls her home does she return to Oklahoma.Transferring to the local college and moving into an apartment close to campus with her best friend who tagged along for support, old memories and anger start rising to the surface when she soon finds herself face to face with her ex-friends turned enemies. To keep her mind off the troubles at home she begins to plot the revenge she promised herself so long ago.*Trigger Warnings*This Contemporary college-age romance is a medium/fast burn RH and contains several themes that readers should be aware of: swearing (shocking, I know), flashbacks of bullying, present revenge, and sexual themes suitable for 18+

    He certainly looks primitive with his unkempt appearance and animal skin attire, but she also sees intelligence in his eyes, sensitivity in his expression. Who is he? And how is it possible that he’s lived alone in the forest since he was a small child?As secrets begin to emerge, Harper is thrust into something bigger and more diabolical than she ever could have imagined. And standing right at the center of it all, is Lucas. But is he truly the wild man he appears to be? A cold blooded killer? An innocent victim? Or a perplexing mix of all three?Harper must find out the answers to these questions because the more time she spends with him, the more she risks losing her heart.

    Reform school has met its match in me, even if it is full of young offenders. Thieves, graffiti writers, drug runners and other petty criminals reside within the walls, and I'm just like them. But what they didn't tell me was that I'd be one of only a handful of girls in a hoard full of boys. It'll take more than just street smarts to keep my wits about me. Everyone here has a chip on their shoulders, and I'm no different. Mine's one of the biggest, that's why they call me Asia because I have one as large as a continent. Rules or not, these bad boys are about to discover I've earned my label for reason... I'm the biggest misfit of them all. **Delinquent is book one of this new gritty, contemporary reverse harem academy trilogy for 17+ readers and deals with adult themes and some subjects you may find upsetting. Contains foul language and sexual scenes**

    I walked out the door of my apartment with a backpack and never looked back. I left the life of Cora Mitchell behind, seeking freedom from my real-life nightmare. But my freedom came with a cost. I lived a fictitious life for the next six years, never letting anyone close enough to see underneath the facade that was Andra Walker. I was content with my simple little life. Until I met Julian. And the moment I started allowing myself to open up, allowing someone to see through the superficial, was the very same moment the Monster from my past would return to find me.

    With her family’s murderers on the loose and cops who refuse to listen, Charlie learns the hard way that she is alone in the world. Two years pass, and still Charlie will not speak. Out of options and ideas, the judge sends her to a foster home. Faced with a new town and a new life, Charlie must learn to live again. Surprisingly, she meets a group of friends that welcome them into their fold. Of course, the past always has a way of coming back to haunt you, and Charlie is no exception. With the help of her new family and friends, she tries to find the answers the police couldn’t… or wouldn't, find. The closer they get to the answers, the more dangerous it becomes for Charlie. Can she survive long enough to be truly happy? Or will the evasive murderers come back to finish the job? *This is a reverse harem, young adult romance/mystery. The main character will not have to choose who she dates.

    One curvy English teacher. An impossible rule just begging to be broken... When my boyfriend dumps me, I need a new place to live, fast. Luckily my best friend offers me a solution: move in with her brother and his two roommates in his Malibu beach house. Sounds good, right? Except my new roommates turn out to be three of the hottest actors in Hollywood. Each one is gorgeous, rich, and famous—and they’re all off-limits because there’s only one house rule: no sleeping together. They could have any woman in the world, but to my surprise they each want me. Soon there’s a new rule: whatever I do with one guy, I do with all of them. There’s no way this can end well, but how am I supposed to choose just one of my sexy-as-sin roommates? Unless I don’t have to choose… *This sexy standalone reverse harem romantic comedy is intended for readers 18+ due to mature content.*

    The last person I expected to show up on my doorstep was his father, Alistair Wilde. Yet, he came with an offer I’d be an idiot to pass up: be his son’s girlfriend for three months, live with the two of them in a remote house, and the one million dollars is mine.The challenge turns out to be harder than I expected. Nash is not just wild, he’s dangerous. And Alistair is far more broken than he lets the world believe. The three of us are bound by grief. It’s up to me to feed Nash’s hunger and heal Alistair’s pain.Lines are crossed.Rules are broken.On the island, there’s no one to tell us this is wrong.I know I have to choose before I tear this family apart.But I belong to both of them—One of them has my body.The other has my heart.

    It contains cursing and sexual situations.

    And maybe everyone wants what they can’t have, but I should’ve thought it over before I accepted the key and unlocked the door to their forbidden world.Number One is mostly silent. He watches me with them very carefully. His gaze never wanders. His interest never wanes.Number Two is mostly gentle. But it’s the other side of him I like best. The wild side.Number Three is mostly reserved. He refuses to cross the line. Even when I beg.It was carnal, it was sensual, and it was erotic. That’s it. That’s all it was supposed to be. A trip into the dark. A peek into the forbidden.I just didn’t expect to like them.*****I heard the door open and close and said nothing. And the footsteps coming down the hallway towards the bedroom. I even heard him say, “Hey.” So softly. “You awake?” Like he didn’t want to wake me.I listened as he stepped into the closet. There was that slick sound a man makes when he pulls his tie through his shirt collar. I heard the unclasping of his watch. The jingle of his belt buckle and the shuffle of his pants as they dropped to the floor.I even heard his moan as he stood over me. I could feel his shadow from the streetlamp outside like it was heat.Then the bed creaked, the mattress sank. And his warm, hard body straddled me.Still, I said nothing.I just buried my face in the sweet scent of the pillow and closed my eyes, feigning sleep.“Rochelle,” he whispered, leaning over me. His fingertips gently brushed the hair away from my shoulder. His mouth pressed against my skin. “Did you miss me? God, I’ve missed you. Two weeks is too long. We need to renegotiate.”He nipped my neck. Kissed it. Licked my ear as he positioned himself to begin.And I said… nothing.Even though my name is not Rochelle. That’s why I’m here. Tied up and gagged inside the closet. Sitting in the dark as three men on the other side of the door argue about where Rochelle went, why I was in her bed, and what they should do next.I should be scared but I’m not.I should be screaming, but I won’t.Because this just feels very, very right.And the only thing on my mind is… what will happen next?

    I see blood on my hands.When I look in the mirror I see a stranger.How is it that I can remember bits and pieces of my life, but nothing of any importance and nothing that makes any sense? Everything is twisted and nothing is right. I’m choking with every breath I take, suffocating on the unknown. Two days ago, everything changed. Two days ago, the people I should trust the most became strangers in my convoluted head. The dreams I have can’t be real. The fleeting memories that whisper through my mind are scary and wrong…they have to be. If they aren’t, I have something much worse to fear than my fractured mind. I need to find out the truth, even if it destroys me. I've been told my name is Ravenna Duskin. I’m eighteen years old and I live in a prison…

    Some love stories are a slow burn. Others are quick to ignite, scorching and branding your very soul before you’ve taken that first breath. You’re never given a chance to run from it. That’s how I’d describe what happened to us.Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touch… The chase and the heat between us became addictive.Our nights together were a distraction; one we craved to the point of letting the world crumble around us.We should have paid attention; we should have known that it would come to this.We both knew it couldn’t last, but that didn’t change what we desired most. All we wanted was each other…

    Constantine, Cameron, and Alexander. Our teacher bade us stand together in front of the class because we all had birthdays that first week. By the time we're 10, we've established our secret meeting spot amidst the branches of the giant magnolia tree that looms between my house and theirs. At 13, they finally noticed I was a girl. It wasn't until we were 16 that they did anything about it. By then, it was too late. My father controlled my body and stole me from them. Then my Aunt sent me away, and I was taught that I was wicked for loving three boys. Wicked, wicked Amelia Poppy.The fire tried to permanently take me away, but Theo was there. Theo became my everything, but the past refuses to stay in the past. The problem is, will they ever be able to love someone so broken?This is a contemporary Reverse Harem novel with themes of sexual & physical abuse. It is a story about childhood love being strong enough to grow and change to be what it was always intended to do.

    Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses.Yes, sold me.They own me now.I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant. These men, they look at me with longing. Their scarred, blood-stained hands holding me tight. They want everything I am, everything I have to give, and won’t stop until they get just that. They can own my body, but they will never have my heart.The Vipers? I’m going to make them regret the day they took me.This girl? She bites too.18+ Reverse Harem Romance. Warning this book contains scenes and references of abuse/assault that some readers may find triggering. Along with graphic sex scenes and violence. This is a dark book.