Girls of Greyson Series by Meagan Brandy

Bastian Bishop. That’s his name. He’s rough, rugged, and utterly unpredictable. He’s not cautious or contemplative. He’s a volcano. Silent and steady one second, and a nightmare in the next. But that’s not the worst of it. This guy? He’s an outsider and in my world outsiders don’t belong. They’re unwanted, unwelcome and known to disappear without a trace, yet he doesn’t seem to care... moreBastian Bishop. That’s his name. He’s rough, rugged, and utterly unpredictable. He’s not cautious or contemplative. He’s a volcano. Silent and steady one second, and a nightmare in the next. But that’s not the worst of it. This guy? He’s an outsider and in my world outsiders don’t belong. They’re unwanted, unwelcome and known to disappear without a trace, yet he doesn’t seem to care. After one night of reckless rebellion, the tattooed tyrant keeps coming back, sneaking into my world without permission, and causing trouble I can’t allow.I should end this now before my father discovers his existence and does it for me, but he won’t allow it. He says, like it or not … I am his now, that nothing and no one will stand in his way. What he refuses to understand is I’m a Girl of Greyson, a coveted queen of sorts in the underground crime world.He’s a nobody, an insignificant man with nothing to his name, marking him a threat to my own.We could never be, but he won’t hear it.And me? I know exactly how this ends.Or so I thought I did, until betrayal burns so deep that suddenly nothing makes sense.Nothing but him… less

Inside look: They don’t call us divine for no reason...Legend has it the women who grace the halls of Greyson Manor were crafted by the Gods but kissed by their enemies. Cunning, in every sense of the word, and we are. But never without reason and only ever with purpose. And mine wears white tonight, hides a flask in his jacket pocket, and likes to hunt for what he hungers. It just so happens my dearest Alto is his flavor of choice, and I ... will be the item in his way... moreInside look: They don’t call us divine for no reason...Legend has it the women who grace the halls of Greyson Manor were crafted by the Gods but kissed by their enemies. Cunning, in every sense of the word, and we are. But never without reason and only ever with purpose. And mine wears white tonight, hides a flask in his jacket pocket, and likes to hunt for what he hungers. It just so happens my dearest Alto is his flavor of choice, and I ... will be the item in his way. They call him a walking nightmare. I think I’ll call him mine. To play with, that is...___This is a New Adult romance set at a prestigious prep school. This short story, previously part of the BULLY GOD anthology, and currently a book event exclusive that can not be purchased anywhere else. It is MFM, spicy, and a sweet little into into the world of Greyson Prep. less

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