I watch him. Admire him. Want to be like him. The problem is, he’s my father’s biggest competition on the racetrack. I want him to mentor me, to teach me not just to ride, but to race. The other problem? I’m a girl. There’s never been a female racer on the circuit before. But I’m about to change that. I’m about to prove, not just to him and my father but the entire world, that I’m just as fast and badass as them. My final problem? I’m beginning to fall for him. In fact, I hate nothing about him. And that scares the shit out of me.

What happens when the popular hot guy with the famous rich parents wakes up one day and can’t recognize himself in the mirror anymore? He hides in the dark. Angry, alone and miserable. His only source of happiness is music and the sanctuary it provides when he lets it seep into his soul and wash over him like purifying water. That is, until a raven-haired dancer starts to bring him back into the light, showing him how to feel, how to be happy again. His own personal ray of sunshine at his fingertips, mesmerizing him with every move she makes. Happiness is so close; he can almost touch it. But will he accept it? Will he follow her out of the shadows and into the light? Or will he stay hidden forever?

Do we ever really know all there is to know about a person? I don’t think anyone has ever known me—the real me—except for him. The one person I was told to stay away from. He’s bad for you, wrong and dangerous they all said. Then why did it always feel so right to be with him? He has loved me fiercely and without remorse my whole life; making my decision to choose him that much easier. It’s simple really; we belong together. He takes care of me, protecting me when no one else does. He knows me better and loves me more than I do myself most days. He might be dangerous to others but only when they try to hurt me. And God help the man who tries.