Bully by Penelope Douglas

Bully by Penelope DouglasMy name is Tate. He doesn't call me that, though. He would never refer to me so informally, if he referred to me at all. No, he'll barely even speak to me. But he still won't leave me alone. We were best friends once. Then he turned on me and made it his mission to ruin my life. I've been humiliated, shut out, and gossiped about all through high school. His pranks and rumors got more sadistic as time wore on, and I made myself sick trying to stay out

he hates leaving his restaurant and routine

Audiences accustomed to the pieties of late Victorian romantic fiction were taken aback by Chopin's daring portrayal of a woman trapped in a stifling marriage

Only the sassy trainer in her cut-offs and cowgirl boots quickly gets under my skin

is a wrecker

He was my enemy

man of honor--and take matters into my own hands

This is Travis―and he's impossible not to fall for

now he’s my husband

monsters emerged from the shadows and plunged Kierse’s world into a cataclysmic war of near-total destruction

Her entire existence is a complication

Six students at Blackwood Academy

Falling in love with Callahan Kane was a mistake