Dark Fae (Ruthless Boys of the Zodiac, #1)

by Caroline Peckham

He’s the King... King of the Academy. You can’t begin to compare.

Let the sharks circle, I’m ready to bleed for them.

Buckle up bitch. Here goes nothing.

Frankly, anything that ended with an ing that didn’t start with fuck was a solid no from me. I didn’t kiss, I tongue-fucked. I didn’t caress, I clawed. I didn’t go down on girls, I feasted on them.

Ryder Draconis was the infamous son of the Lunar Brotherhood founder and his mortal rival Dante Oscura was the Dragon born of Werewolves – also a direct descendant of the founding family of the Oscura Clan. To put it simply, they were at war. And they were determined to drag the entire school onto the battleground with them.

Triple shit with a cherry on top, I’ve fucked it. What kind of Vampire forgets to keep her senses tuned in to her surroundings when she’s breaking and entering?

Gabriel Nox. The only student to attend Aurora Academy while wielding two Elements in ten years. Who knew why a Fae that strong had applied to attend this place. A guy like him might have even gotten into Zodiac Academy – the best damn school in Solaria - but he’d chosen to come here instead.

“We’re on a run, dolce drago, is everything okay?” She called me her ‘sweet dragon’ and I quietly loved that. But if she ever said it in front of my friends I’d electrocute her.

I headed to the bathroom and had the angriest piss of my life.

The stars had rarely tested the strength of that decision. But this was the mother of all tests. And I wasn’t going to fail it.

She didn’t seem tempted to look back and that didn’t piss me off at all. But I did wonder why the hell I was still watching her go.

Define mine? Everything and everyone in this school, Elise. So long as I want it. But I don’t want you. Not now. Not ever.

“She’s not yours, Draconis,” Dante spat at me. “She’s not yours either, scum,” I hissed as Dragon Boy began to pace side to side, anxious to destroy me. But I’d bury him if he tried.

“I don’t want to be in any gang. And I’m not anyone’s girl. That’s not how I roll.”

I’ll figure this out, Gareth, I promise.

But I was tired of Mindys. I wanted Elises. One Elise in particular.

“It was just a kiss, who cares?” She focused back on her work and I continued to grin.

“I care. Ryder clearly cares. That’s over sixty percent of us. Majority wins.”

“Ex-fucking-scuse me,” I interrupted sharply. “I’m in the middle of something here, so can you piss off now?”

“It means, bella, that the truth is not mine to give.”