When our eyes met across a crowded room, I recognized her. The most familiar stranger I've

ever seen. It doesn't matter who she is, or where she came from, because I know exactly where

she belongs-with me.

She's beautiful, perfect, and apparently already taken. But I won't let something as

inconsequential as a boyfriend stop me from claiming her.

I'm Hunter Rossberg, a king among men and the calm voice of reason in our little band of

psychos; or that's who I used to be. Now I'm just as obsessed as them, consumed by forbidden

fruit and willing to do whatever it takes to make her my wife.