My name is Jane Panesse. After my father died in a car accident when I was sixteen, I decided to pursue football as a tribute to him. I struggled my way through college coaching for experience, always trying to prove I belonged to the field. And now I’m excited to finally jump into the big leagues as a strength and conditioning assistant coach of the North Carolina Knights.
I’ve always been a stubborn, short-tempered, swearing-like-a-sailor tomboy. But it's a different ballgame with the football players.
They can be crass, rude, misogynistic.
One in particular, the arrogant and egotistical star quaterback, John Scepter.
He thinks there’s no place for women in professional football and is not subtly trying to force me out.
I hate him. Yet, no one makes my heart race like he does.
Sons of Anarchy meets Grease Danika is a sophomore in college. She’s super organized and knows what she wants. She even has a five and ten-year life plan.
Dani's goal of keeping her nose in her textbooks and getting impeccable grades has served her well. Made her parents proud. Kept her on a path toward the white-picket fence and clean-cut husband she always dreamt she wanted. The life her parents wanted for her more than anything.
Until she sees Max pull up to campus on his bike.
Max is the president of the Red Thorns, the toughest motorcycle crew in Ann Arbor.
He took over during a time of turbulence and has restored balance and the closest thing to peace men like him can achieve. He’s a steady and fierce leader who leaves no room for error and commands the respect of his men.
Everything is running smoothly for him and his crew until they take a new job and find themselves back in the kind of hot water Max has been working hard for three years to avoid.
When a girl enters the picture, things are made infinitely more complicated.
Suddenly, Max has more to worry about - and protect - than he thought he did. There’s danger on the horizon, and there’s nowhere to go but forward.
Clinton Clarke has everything a high school boy could want. A motorcycle between his legs. Cheerleaders on each knee. A posse behind him students and teachers alike are done fussing with. He rules the school, and everyone in it.
Except for one person. Rae Cleaver.
He's determined to make her life a living nightmare. Only because he can.
He's determined to have everyone in that school afraid of him.
He's determined to prove he's not the one to be messed with.
When he says jump, everyone in that school should ask him how high.
He's determined to get under her skin.
The only issue? She's about to wiggle her way under his.
She went against their rules. And now she must be punished.
Ophelia Lopez is the most recent scholarship recipient to be admitted to Weis-Jameson Preparatory Academy. A nationally ranked top-fifty 300-meter hurdler, she suspects her recent invitation to WJ Prep has a lot to do with the Academy’s Nike-sponsored Invitational next May.
She couldn’t be more wrong.
When she steps through the doors of WJ Prep, she lands on the wrong side of the Elites who rule the school.
They’ve brought her here to play, ruin, and hurt.
There is a code to follow and a strict order when it comes to engaging with the Elites. They seem intent on ruining the only chance Ophelia has to escape from this hellhole: a college running scholarship. But she refuses to yield to their intimidation, sexual assault, blackmail, and grade tampering.
They’ve messed with the wrong girl.
If she can get the Elites to trust her, to believe they’ve beaten her into submission, she will bring them down from the inside.
Except that the Elite she’s chosen—her worst tormenter, the one she needs to convince the most—isn’t buying her pretty, submissive act. What’s more, their chemistry has been undeniable from the start.
Problem is that, in between moments of severe cruelty and anger, Ophelia glimpses a boy caught in a game, just like her.
What happens when players get played?
Hearts get broken, secrets get revealed, and no one is who they say they are.