I’ve always made terrible decisions when it came to men. And I’m going to make more terrible decisions. Four of them.
When my mom ran out on me, she also ran out on a deal with the devil. And guess who gets to pay the price? This girl. Yep. Thanks for that, mom.
So now I’m stuck in the underworld at some reform academy where the men are as sexy as they are dangerous. And I have a history of running toward danger. The problem is that nobody here is going to be my friend. We’re all fighting for the same thing. Competing for the one thing we all want: Freedom.
Every semester, one student can win their freedom. I need to be that student.
At Brimstone Academy, it’s three strikes and you’re out. And no matter how much you might want to see your classmates naked, you can’t let yourself forget that only one of you is going to survive.