The King of Cool has fallen.**His crown of gold has cracked.**And the throne he once inhabited, has gone a shade of black. TARRYNThings were going so well. Drake and I were trying to put the past behind us. We were a cotton candy date and kisses beneath the starlight.But then there was Tabitha with her cell phone. And a reputation-killing video. Drake has a past. And that past is living and breathing. A love-scorned girl, revenge on her mind. A woman that was once his entire world, who’s been living a lie. And a bad boy history that breeds just beneath his skin.I’ve forgiven him for what he did, though I shouldn’t have. But I wanted him. More than I’d wanted anything. And I thought I wasn’t a stupid girl...DRAKEI don’t want Tarryn to see my… Rage. Anger has never been an easy emotion for me to process. I push it down, but it only stays beneath the surface for so long.I’m trying to kill one side of me—the one with the empty cavern in his chest. I’m trying to foster who I want to be—the guy before the mistakes, the guy before the darkness crept in. The guy before Lane broke me. But there are other sides of me. My father’s temper. And the fists that ache for action.I couldn’t change anything really. I always came back around to what I was. Circles have no beginning, and no end. So that’s what I am. Because I’m not a square. I’m not good enough to be a square. I never was.**contains consensual sex, underage drinking/smoking, and various scenes some readers might find inappropriate** Recommended for 17+, mature readers.