TG

Bel-Air Academy has rules. Not the kind written in the student handbook. The real rules. Know your family. Know your status. Know your house. Know who sits at the top. The Slytherins have ruled the school for years. Then Y/N arrives. She doesn’t know the rules. —or maybe she simply doesn’t care. Beautiful. Brilliant. Mysterious. And far too comfortable around people who should intimidate her. The Slytherins want to figure her out. Y/N seems more interested in figuring them out. And in Bel-Air, knowing someone’s secrets is more powerful than knowing their name. Everyone wanted to know who Y/N was. They should have been more careful about what they wished for.