
There are five doors. This isn’t a dorm. They left me here in this room with nothing but a bed, the darkness, and five locked doors. Instead of preparing for my classes, I tremble, dreading what might come in next. I can’t sleep in a state of terror waiting for the door to open. Any door. Five men with 24/7 access. Days go by, and my body gives up. I close my eyes and fall asleep, just to wake up with hands all over my body. I never see their faces, but they make themselves known. Breath over my neck, a hand covering my mouth, and all I can do is hate myself for not being vigilant enough. I fell asleep. The gates of Bellthorn are locked up tight, with me stuck inside. But I’m only one secret. There are far more to discover. Welcome to Belthorn Academy.
Authors

Amy Oliveira loves writing about strong Latina leads and the quiet brooding men who can’t help but fall for them. You can find her in the wild reading too many alien romances, watching reality TV shows and ignoring small talk.
