There are three names that have haunted me for ten years. Silas, Damon, Jude. I never wanted to come back to Greythorn, MA. And I never thought I'd see Silas Huxley, Damon Brooks, or Jude Vanderbilt again-especially not after what happened. But here they are, in all of their grown, badass glory-brutal, tatted, muscular, and no longer the boys I knew at Ravenwood Academy-the boys I bullied relentlessly. I made their...