The Darkest Note: Dark High School Bully Romance (Redwood Kings Book 1)

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It’s not a scammer.” I shut the phone off because I don’t want to think about anything other than the performance. This cruel king won’t stop until he breaks me. Dutch Cross, lead singer of The Kings, is a monster.Don’t let his amber eyes, chiseled jaw line, and crooning voice fool you.He prowls the hallways of Redwood Prep like he owns every inch.Brutal.Untou... So this book follows the FMC who gets accepted into a prep school that has a good music program. The MM c's name is Dutch and he is in a band with his twin brother and adopted Brother. MMC first meets FMC at the. The rest of my words die a flailing death as my best friend bumps me out of the way with her hip and shrieks, “The Kings are playing tonight?”

It’s almost time for me to go. I’m starting to get teary again. There’s still so much I want to say. Breeze.” I grab her arm to keep her at my side. The only thing shorter than my pint-sized best friend is her fuse. “Don’t engage. I don’t want to get on their radar.” If you don’t know, how are you so sure it’s not a scammer?” She plants her hands on her hips, causing her bangles to dance. Our servers are getting hit pretty hard right now. To continue shopping, enter the characters as they are shown I thought if I burned the words they’d disappear, but the ashes rose from the dead and started haunting me.

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This cruel king won’t stop until he owns me.Dutch Cross, lead singer of The Kings, is a nightmare come to life.I fell for his amber eyes, chiseled jaw line, and crooning voice once before and it almost cost me my future.Never again.This time, I’ll...

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You’re such a music snob, Cadey. Now bend down so I can unbutton your shirt. You’re not showing enough cleavage.” They draw closer. The music in my head swells as I notice the finer details of their faces. Hard jaws and cheekbones chiseled by the gods. Straight noses. Full, pursed lips.

I eye her suspiciously as she crosses the stage. When I see her chatting it up with one of the guys in the crew, I realize why she was so eager to leave my side.It’s not that I want to perform for the students at Redwood Prep tonight, but I’m halfway through my next-on-stage jitters. The thought of prolonging the torture makes me physically ill.