Kings of Silverlake Prep (Dark Academy Romance Book 1) Read online

  Copyright © 2020 by Debbie Long

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  Book cover created by Hannah Sternjajob

  Edited by Debbie Long, Kim Vallance

  This book is dedicated to my beautiful aunt Julie Dear

  You will always be my light, In the dark

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  Kings of silverlake prep

  Everly has faced many challenges in her short life, so you’d think that going to a new school would be easy, right?

  Wrong.

  The moment she steps foot in Silverlake Prep, her nightmare begins when she’s greeted by Sinclair, Lawrence and Roman. They want her to obey the rules with falling in line, or falling at their feet, but she isn’t easily beaten.

  Then add Kellan into the mix, her yummy English teacher. But of course, he’s off limits.

  They try to break her at every turn, but will they succeed? They want something from her, but will she give it?

  Everly Wilson will not fall easily, so game on a-holes.

  This is a dark romance reverse harem.

  Contains triggers, such as suicide, self-harm and darker themes such as sex trafficking. This is a fictional story, purely from my warped imagination.

  This novel is intended for 18+ readers. It contains strong language and adult scenes, such as M/M, but there are warnings at the beginning of the chapter or break in the story and you won’t miss any major story plot scenes.

  Please be aware that this book does contain some dark themes.

  Chapter one

  Everly

  When I think my life can’t get any worse, it does. My dipshit of a dad has sent me away, again. That’s why I’m standing outside this prep school.

  Since my mom died, he’s changed. He was still a dick, but now, he’s worse. Though, I’ve changed too.

  My dad always portrayed we were the perfect family, but we never were, it was all a front for the press. The day he found me in the bathtub was the day he decided to send me away. That’s the thing with my dad when you can’t deal with something, he let someone else deal with it.

  I walk up the steps to my new life. People stare at me as I walked by, but they always do. I’m used to all the attention, after all my mom was a famous model. Her death is still all over the magazines and on social media. What’s worse is the pictures of her in her final moments. I can see the students peering at me, wondering where they’ve seen me before. Sighing I keep moving.

  Looking at the old building, feeling alone once again, I think to myself what my mum would say of this old place. I can hear her voice in my head, the mixture between an English accent and Japanese. She would say ooh what a stuffy place for these rich assholes. It smells of old, bet the inside smells like a dirty old man. I snicker to myself, thinking the exact same thing. Looking up at the crest above the door and the school saying We Stand Together. Whatever that is meant to mean. Shaking my head, I head towards the big oak doors that remind me of an old castle.

  I come to a dead stop when three girls’ step-in front of me. I hold in my laugh at their signature popular girl look. They are all blonde all blue eyed and all matching in their short little skirts crop tops and high boots, the signature slutty look.

  “Welcome to Silverlake prep.” Blonde number one says, with fake pep.

  I resist the urge to roll my eyes. “Thanks, I was told the principal would be meeting me.”

  “We will take you to him.” She’s all smiles, but I see the assessment. She is measuring me up, seeing if I am a threat to her.

  Guess I have met the queen bee of the school and her hive.

  “So, why are you here?” she asks.

  I do roll my eyes then at her bitchy tone. She doesn’t want to be nice; she just wants the next piece of gossip. Guess what love, you’re not getting it from me.

  “I don’t think that’s any of your business.” I simply say.

  She raises a perfectly plucked eyebrow. She is the type of person that gets her way, the type of person that has everyone kissing her feet. Not me.

  “You know, there are rules here.” She stops, looking me over again. “We.” She gestures to the other two girls. “Are the queens of this school. We get what we want and when we want. You will meet the kings. Sinclair, his family own this school, you don’t want to cross him, he is also my boyfriend.” Why does she feel the need to say that? I couldn’t care less who he is, and my guess is that she isn’t with him, just warning me off.

  “Aww, the little king and queen.” I shake my head. “Like I haven’t heard that shit before. I don’t take orders from my dad, why would you think I would take orders from some preppy asshole and his bitch.” I sneer.

  “Fucking bitch.” She steps towards me, her face red from not getting her own way. Get used to it bitch.

  “Do we have a problem here.” A male voice sounds behind me.

  I turn the sound and my breath hitches. Fuck me, he is gorgeous. Even though his arrogant manner is a put off. I can’t help but look him over. Dark hair perfectly swept back, most probably uses a hair dryer and straighteners. The steel blue eyes gaze into my own. He has on the school uniform. Black slacks, white shirt and the silver tie hanging loosely around his neck. I see his chest twitch, the muscles bouncing under the shirt that I can see through. Fuck, he looks like superman.

  He clears his throat. I look up to see the smirk on his face. I try not to blush, but I cover my face with my hair anyway.

  The blonde girl glares at me as she links her arm through his. Ah, this must be Sinclair. He huffs, his demeanour changing to irritation. He shakes her off, her eyes widen but then she smiles sweetly up at him.

  “This is the new girl, Everly. I was just telling her the rules of the school Sin.”

  Sinclair closes his eyes, breathing deeply. She stiffens next to him, her eyes darting away.

  Interesting.

  Before he can speak, two more of the hottest guys I have ever laid eyes on show up.

  The blonde one, stares at me with those big blue eyes. He moves his bangs out of his eyes to get a better look at me. He gives me a cheeky grin; all dimples and baby faced. I swear I almost swoon. He is utterly adorable. Another superhero pops into my mind, he has the cocky attitude of Thor. Yum, I could get on that, or on him.

  The other one doesn’t even look at me. He is huge, obviously works out. His beefy arms are crossed, his arms bulging through his shirt. His hair is as black as my own, but with blue highlights streaking through it. He is like a dark vengeful Aqua man. When he does glance my way, his dark eyes look me over, then he dismisses me with a roll of his eyes.

  “Can we, fucking go.” He barks. He storms off without even
waiting.

  “Someone needs his dick sucking.” The cheeky blonde says. He gives me a little wave, before walking away.

  One of the girl’s trails after him like a puppy. The other looks longingly at the hulks back before she too walks away.

  “Are you going to show me the way to the principal’s office or not?” I snap, done with all this childish behaviour. My heart rate picks up when Sinclair offers me his arm. I take it.

  “I’ll show you. After all, this is my school.” He grabs the biggest case, dragging it behind him.

  The look on the blonde’s face, man I wish I had a camera. I try not to laugh, but a giggle bubble’s out.

  Sinclair chuckles, then bends to whisper in my ear.

  “I wouldn’t take her on if I were you. The last girl that did, she never came back to this school.”

  I shiver, looking into his eyes. The intense gaze makes me shudder. I think I have just walked into the lion’s den and I am their next meal.

  We walk along in silence. Me taking in the interior of the school. The building is old, high beams, lots of stairs. There are statues everywhere. I assume they are the founders of the school. The paintings are something else, all men and no women. I stare at the one of Sinclair, he looks the same as the other men. Stern, scary looking and the look that touches your soul, not in a good way.

  He sees me looking but doesn’t comment.

  We stop by a door; he looks down at me. “Welcome to Silverlake, you are going to hate it here.” He laughs, leaving me feeling perplexed.

  I watch him go, frowning at his retreating back. I shake my head, wondering what the hell have I gotten myself into.

  I knock on the door, sigh and wait for hell to begin.

  Chapter two

  Sinclair

  Shit, the new girl is a new level of fucking hot. I have a feeling though that she will be hard to break. But it will be fun to try.

  I have Bethany trained to do my bidding, so maybe I can get her on board with getting this girl to do as she is told.

  I go back to my room, because right now, I have a boner that won’t fuck off. I adjust myself as a few girls pass me in the hall. They giggle, making me smirk. I don’t get hung up on girls, but this one has gotten under my skin already. She will be mine; she just doesn’t know it yet.

  Maybe I am like my father. He is a sadistic fuck. Maybe he is the reason for my mother doing what she did. I clutch the chain around my neck. The one thing my father didn’t get rid of, not that I gave him a chance when I stole it from her room.

  I always think to myself, that if I arrived earlier, I could have saved her. I could have helped her escape my father, but no, she left me to deal with him myself.

  When I think back to that day, he had a cold detachment when he looked at her. He was the same at the funeral. He even told me not to cry, so I didn’t. I wore the same look on my face, and when it was over, I walked to the car and told them to take me home.

  Life after that was fucked up. My father couldn’t take his anger out on my mother, so that attention turned to me. One day, he came home in a blind rage. Threw me against the wall and wailed on me until I was black and blue. My grandfather on my mother’s side, he was the one to find me curled up in a ball, silently weeping. He surprised me by picking me up, carrying me to my bathroom and cleaning the blood away. He then took me to the hospital, where I stayed for a week. I didn’t return home after, my grandparents took me in.

  My father lost the case in court, but he still makes my life hell.

  Shaking my head, I open the door to my room. I raise a brow upon seeing Bethany on her knees, naked. She purrs and it takes everything in me not to turn and close the fucking door. I’m done with her needy ass.

  Instead, I smirk. Close the door and take what she is offering. I will just think of that dark-haired girl Everly. I bet she is tight, unlike this used up pussy.

  Bethany leans up to kiss me, she makes a startled noise when I shift her, so her ass is in the air. I don’t even bother removing my clothes. I take my dick out, slamming it into her. She cries out and I feel her wince at how rough I’m being.

  I push her face down towards the bed, muffling the sounds she is making. I’m quick and I slam into her one last time, pulling out in time to come over her back. I grunt, closing my eyes. I see my beauty smiling up at me, those jade green eyes of hers twinkling. Fuck.

  I head to the bathroom, turning briefly to look at Bethany. I see a flash of hurt before she schools her features.

  “You can go.”

  I turn the knob, enter the bathroom and close the door. I turn the shower on to drown out the sounds of her crying. Fuck, when did I turn into a cold ass bastard like my father? Guess I was heading that way anyway.

  I step into the shower, letting the water wash over me and washing away what I just did. I will never touch that girl again, but I will use her in other ways.

  Everly

  I hate it here already. After being escorted to my room, to find it trashed already was just the icing on the welcome cake. The headmaster helped me clear it up, moving my bed and desk back to where it was meant to be. Then he left me to it.

  Once everything is put away, I call a friend of mine.

  “Ace, I need a favour.”

  “What do you need princess?”

  “A new lock on my door.” I move from my bed to look out the window. It is quite serene here.

  “Making friends already are we.” He laughs.

  I chuckle. “Nah, they’re complete dicks here. I just need to stop people from breaking into my room. I don’t need the same shit happening to me again.”

  The jokey tone is gone in an instant. “If anyone touches you, you call me.”

  “Yeah, I will.” I promise him. Ace is like a brother to me. We grew up together, his mother being the model like mine. My father didn’t like us being so close, so he forced my mum to break ties with his mum. Not that it worked, we still went to the same school, he just didn’t know it.

  “I’ll be there at the weekend. I’ll also install a camera, no one will know it’s even there. You will have all the details for it so no one can hack into it.”

  “Thanks Ace, just email me the bill and I’ll pay it.”

  “No need, you’ve helped me enough with my business. I can finally repay the favour.”

  He hangs up before I can protest. Asshole.

  Before I get into bed, I check over my timetable. English first, the advanced class. I have already read over the text, ones I have already studied so I won’t have any issues with my assignments.

  My phone pings, alerting me I have a text. Glancing at it, I see it’s my father. I ignore it. If he thinks after what he said to me before I left that we will be besties, he can think again.

  I hate him.

  Climbing into bed, I hear girls talking outside my door. I sit up, hearing them trying to open the door.

  “Get lost.” I shout.

  They laugh, yeah highly hilarious.

  Sighing, I roll over. Hoping my nightmares will stay away, but I have a feeling, new nightmares are about to begin.

  ~

  I stare at myself in the mirror, looking over the stupid uniform we have to wear. Black pleated skirt, with white stripes. White blouse, with a silver tie and the school crest in the middle. The blazer has the same crest, but it’s far too hot to wear it yet. I look like a goth with all the black going on. And with my long black hair, it makes the whole thing look worse.

  Sighing, I think to myself, it’s only for a year then I am out of here.

  I grab my laptop, put it in my bag and leave my room. I made a mental note of the school with the map that was given to me. I get curious looks; some give me a smile. But I know those looks, I know those smiles and when the vultures dive in, I’ll know who they really are, it’s just a waiting game really.

  I make my way to the canteen. Stares follow me the whole way. I get that a lot, with who my mother was and the way I look. My mother was or
iental, she lived in Japan before she moved to America and that’s where she met my father. When they decided to have a family, they moved to London. I wish I was there now and not in this preppy ass school.

  Walking into the canteen, all eyes swivel my way. Fuck my life. I keep my gaze adverted. Heading straight to the fruit, I grab a bowl and then some juice and walk to the furthest table that is empty.