Okay luv, here’s the drill: Look at the four book covers displayed and, without peeking at the answers below (this is really important!) decide which one of these images feels closest to your heart. (I only included the book descriptions as a helping tool, in case you need the gist of the story in order to decide.) Try to make your choice from the gut and not from the head. The cover that speaks to you might be the one you least expect. Doesn’t matter. Let your gut choose. It would be very helpful if you decided on your answer in the first fifteen seconds. So here we go: Which one of the following book covers hits home for you?
Zepp Hunt wasn’t the king of Dayton high school. He was the top of the food chain. And I was next in line to be dragged into the lion’s den. At least that’s what he thought… Good girls wanted to tame him. Bad girls wanted to be tainted by him. Everyone bowed down to him. And me? I hated Zeppelin Hunt with every fiber of my being. Which was why I stayed away from the arrogant bad boy with tattoos and a rap sheet. Until I couldn’t. Until we traded favors, and I owed him three months of my life. I never thought I would end up in his bed, and when I did, I had to remind myself that he hated me as much as I hated him. Until I didn’t. Zepp Hunt was no prince, and I absolutely refused to be his damsel in distress…