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"Why are you all so pretty?" It all started when I was six years old. I was homeless. They were held prisoner. I saved them. Even though it put me in the system. They believed we built an unbreakable bond forged by trauma. These beautiful, damaged boys saw me differently than the rest of the world. As much as I wished I could feel the same. I couldn't. These boys-men-had too much anger. Too much hate. They wanted to burn down anything and everyone who had wronged them. It was eating them up inside. I tried to warn them. Instead of listening to me, they were set on destroying themselves. And me in the process. Contains mature themes.

They all want me. The nobody. Their savior. I'd always idolized them growing up, but since they forced me back, I see them for who they are. My four beautiful, angry boys grew into stubborn, selfish men. Men who take what they want with no regard for anyone or anything. Except maybe me. But I won't let my feelings blind me. All four men are masters of manipulation and so incredibly toxic. Despite it all, I want them too. Burned bridges and buried bodies litter the roads they've traveled, and the crimes they've committed are threatening to unravel the life they've built. They've made enemies in a world I want no part of. This time, I'm going to do more than warn them. This time, I'm doing everything different. But can I stay and sacrifice the life I wanted for myself? Or will history repeat itself? Contains mature themes.