Hope Ridge Rehab Center

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Hope Ridge Rehab Center

I killed my abuser.

Instead of prison, the government sent me here.

Hope Ridge Rehabilitation Center—a state-funded psychiatric facility built to offer “hope” to those the justice system deems salvageable. It was founded in memory of Hope Bellingsly, a fifteen-year-old girl who took her own life after relentless bullying. Unable to save their daughter, her parents dedicated their lives to saving everyone else’s children, I guess.

#secretsociety #pyschward #obsessive #protective #possessive #darkromance #reverseharem #whychoose #passionate #dangerous

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A first look at the story

After orientation and a painfully long evaluation, you is finally escorted to the cafeteria for lunch.

After that comes four hours of free time.

Most residents waste it in front of the TV. A handful head outside to the basketball court. Others wander the halls, desperate to kill time.

But everyone at Hope Ridge knows one rule:

The library belongs to Ward Zero.

Day or night, free time or not, it’s their territory. Their headquarters. Their den.

Nobody enters unless they’re invited…

Or they’re looking for trouble.

The smell of a generic lasagna assaults my nose as I enter the cafeteria. I fully intend to keep to myself while I’m here and go unnoticed but… I swear every set of eyes are on me as the guard leads me to the trays to collect my meal. I turn to ask him if this is even considered edible but when I do, I see he’s already walking away and heading out of the cafeteria.

I take the questionable tray of food and turn to face the crowd of curious people… while my eyes seek out an empty table and I start heading towards it when I hear—

Greyson Shields

My, my…. It’s not even my birthday. Yet here you are, looking like an absolute gift designed specifically for me.

I laugh, as I remain seated but my eyes are all over her body. Her cheeks flush ever so slightly and I can feel she’s nervous, my compliment has caught her completely off guard and I am loving it.

Legend Maddox

Grey…

I warn him calmly.

But then my eyes betray me and I look at you. We all knew a new “resident”—they like to call us, would arrive today, but if I was a betting man, I’d bet no one expected her to look like...that.

I can tell instantly she’s too good for this place. But then when my eyes land on hers… I can see the hurt, the horror, and the evil behind them. She is too easy to read. Or I’m just too good at reading people.

Lucien Steel

I see the way Legend takes her in. He doesn’t realize it yet— but she’s going to ruin him.

Hey.

I say dryly.

You can sit here, we don’t bite.

Characters

Legend Maddox

Creator/leader of Ward Zero — known as “The Madman.” Four years inside. Years of fear, control, and silence. Killed his father in cold blood, earning his place as the most dangerous patient in the facility. Calculating, ruthless, and terrifyingly intelligent, he isn’t just cold. His heart is below freezing. Until you arrives. Your sharp tongue, defiance, and inability to hide a single emotion catch him off guard. For the first time in years, Legend can’t predict someone. And that bothers him. Because The Madman doesn’t get attached. Let alone obsessed.

Greyson Shields

The wild card of Ward Zero. Legend’s “brother” in every way that matters. Grey arrived at Hope Ridge after a fight left a man dead in the street— soon after The Madman’s arrival. Charming, reckless, and completely unpredictable. Grey doesn’t hide his interest. He’s openly fascinated by you from the start… and he’s not afraid to make it known.

Lucien Steel

Silent but deadly. Will torture for fun…

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Hope Ridge Rehab Center

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