Katelyn Taylor

The end is near, I can feel it in my bones. Secrets are practically seeping from the seams of this fabricated society. Deceiving you with the pretty allure of all that is promised. Descending you into the inky black reality of this world’s past, present and future.

I wasn’t sure what to expect when arriving in Salem. Forced to marry a man I’ve never met, attend a private university I’d never heard of, and the whispers of a rumored secret society filling the halls.

My heart is broken, my pride shattered to pieces on that altar. He walked away so easily, too easily, and I know none of us will ever forgive him. We have bigger issues to focus on, though, here in Salem.

Heart. The most important organ in your body, one of the most fragile too. I've always worn mine on my sleeve. I'm the best running back in the league, I have a great family and a smoking hot wife. That is until a nasty hit takes me down in a big way.

I'm the "Mike". The middle linebacker for the Seattle Crusaders. It's my job to break through anything in my path and make it out the other side and I'm damn good at it too. Until I meet Vi Nielson. A strong, hardworking, drop dead sexy single mom to an adorable little boy.

The pieces aren't fitting the way they used to. The feelings aren't what they used to be. The actions… Let's just say I've made some questionable ones lately. Does that stop me from wanting her? From reaching for her? From craving her?

A few months ago, I would have said it's one of my only redeeming traits. But now...my best friend is in love with his girl, his ex girl. He's determined to win her back at any cost and at first, I was happy for him.

Being a member born into a secret society is nothing like what you would expect. Our world is dripping in diamonds and gilded in gold, but it’s also built atop the blood and bones of innocents. The wronged and the shamed haunting this town, this world, this society.

Rules. Some people say they are meant to be broken, but not these ones. These are designed to protect me, to make sure I never feel the pain I did almost ten years ago. The dull but present pain I still feel every time my past taunts me.