James Hunter gave up his billionaire lifestyle in NYC last year to become a professor. The easiest new rule to follow: don’t fraternize with the students. It’s easy to follow because he’s become quite the recluse in his new town – the only way he knows how to keep his secrets buried.
But he never expected to be teaching such a beautiful student. He has to resist her. He needs to walk away. Penny deserves better than a man with his demons. But she’s daring him to cross the line. And he’s never been one to resist temptation.
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A Note From Ivy
I know what everyone’s wondering - why is Brooklyn never mentioned again in The Hunted universe? And why is Matt single? Is this the answer? Maybe? You’ll have to keep reading to find out!
I know, I know…I’m pure evil. And another cliffhanger? Seriously, Ivy? But I promise all will become clear soon. Afterall…this is Matt’s story. I’m not sure I ever said it was Brooklyn’s…
But I have another quick story for you right here right now. It’s about my dedication for this book. Growing up I was terribly shy. I always tell my husband that I had an awkward stage between kindergarten and 12th grade. 100% accurate. And with a voice too shy to speak up for myself…it wasn’t a great combination. So it was easy for me to write Brooklyn’s character because as a little girl, I’d been through some of her struggles. Yes, Empire High is all about love, friendship, and betrayal. But it’s also a story about bullying.
And the ironic part? While advertising book one of this series, I posted some pictures and videos of myself. Do you know what happened? Tons of comments telling me my hair looked terrible, that color looked bad on me, I should stick to writing and not be put in front of a camera. People laughing. Calling me names. Pointing at me. Hateful comments about my body to hateful comments about me as a person.
But guess what? I’m not that same little girl anymore. I’ve spent the years since school focusing on believing in myself. Several years ago, if I’d read one of those comments I would have burst into tears. But seeing them now? I refuse to let people like that affect how I feel about myself. I will not let others shame me into silence. Even if their voices are louder than my own.
For all those people out there that have had to endure comments like that: Ignore the haters. Shake it off. Other peoples’ opinions do not reflect who you are. There’s no room for people like that in our lives. You are loved. You are brave. You are better than the trolls of this world.
And to all those hateful people out there like Isabella: I hope you one day find peace in a world that is too forgiving for you. Later, Wizzy.