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Belle is the first book in the Tangled Royals Series
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Isabelle “Belle” March is a nobody. A nothing. A Peasant. No one even knew who she was until one of the Royals, Adam “Beast” Castle, decided she was hot enough to ignore the hierarchy at our school—a hierarchy I myself set in place. I run this school, and the Upper East Side, too. Here at H.E.A., we stick to a strict social status, something most of Manhattan does, too. So when Beast starts dating Belle? All hell breaks loose.
Royals shouldn’t date Peasants, and you’re about to see why.
Oh, and please don’t buy this thinking you know how this story is going to end. You know nothing. Nobody here at H.E.A. plays by the rules, or follows the books. The only one who knows anything around here is me…
And I’m not telling anyone a thing.
Adam was a force of nature when he was out there on the field. There was something almost animalistic in the way he reared his arm back, calculated the risks, and some how managed to fire off a perfect shot toward the receiver—more often than not, Prescott—every single time. Every time his passes were caught, I waited for him to show some sign of his usual cockiness or even excitement, but he just nodded, slapped his hands together, and did it again. He was so grave, so focused, and it was clear he took his duties as quarterback very seriously.
Whereas Prescott danced. Literally. I’d laughed along with the rest of the crowd as he’d done his thing, but Beast had been too busy talking to his coach as the defensive lineup trailed onto the field to see it. That’s how the whole game had gone.
Beast doing his thing, Prescott doing his, and Ella and the Royals all cheering them along with flips, bounces, and pyramids.
They cheered now, something about the Royals being undefeatable, and the W.W.H. team going home crying, and the crowd went wild when Ella was flipped in the air and caught by Elsa, Anna, and Tianna. Prescott grinned from the bench and blew a kiss at Ella, who beamed, her cheeks red.
Something had changed between them since last night, and they seemed… happy. Prescott no longer seemed like he was in a prison sentence without parole, and even Ella had been smiling and joking with her friends while the boys played.
I looked at Adam. He watched the girls, too. His gaze was narrow on them, almost like he was annoyed at something, but then he shrugged and turned back to me. When he saw me watching, he grinned, lifted a hand, and waved. Smiling, I immediately waved back. He pressed his hand to his heart, then slammed his helmet back over his head.
Snow sighed beside me. “God, can you believe he’s yours?”
“Not really,” I admitted, tugging my slouchy hat lower. “He’s so… so…”
Anonymous Girls are two New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors who you’ve probably already read and loved. One day, we were talking, and we decided to write a series together, and the Tangled Royals series was born. We live on planet Earth, somewhere in a country, in a house, and we wrote a lot of books individually, but we’re not about to tell you how many.
Come on, you didn’t think we’d make it that easy to figure us out, did you? That’s a secret we’ll never tell.