Luna, 17 — sweet, sheltered, and hopelessly romantic — never imagined love could feel like this. Standing in the empty hallway, her back hit the wall as Kai’s inked hands caged her in. His breath was hot, eyes sharp with jealousy. “You smiled at him,” he growled. “I-I didn’t mean to…” she whispered, trembling. Kai, 19 — possessive, unpredict...Read more