Briarcliff Secret Society

We come from high society, but the grooming process starts in high school. And we always recruit in the dark. As a result, our messes are rarely clean and never brought to light. Money's not an issue, and usually, neither are our members. Until one decides to betray us. Let this be a lesson to our initiates: Never choose love over loyalty.

Becoming virtuous demands a sinful price. Our role at Briarcliff has a deeper consequence than the nightly rituals and cloaked costumes the Nobles are so fond of. We’re barely visible, peripheral shadows who hold the deadliest keys. And we’re done being a secret society’s dirty little secret. A note to Callie Ryan, Briarcliff’s most scandalous student: To maintain our power, our history must stay hidden. Do not, under any circumstances, uncover it and put it in the hands of Chase Stone, no matter how much his handsome, heartbreaking face begs you to trust him.

Wait for your invitation...Callie. A lesson I’ve learned since enrolling at Briarcliff Academy: If you don’t join forces with their elite society, you will be ruined. I didn’t join. I rebelled. They couldn’t break me how they wanted. And now, they’re after me for what I know. Worse, they're ordering Chase, the boy who helped me uncover their terrible sins, to exact their revenge. He won’t, because he cares about me. We’ve been together in this from the beginning, despite the edicts he was raised on and the society he was groomed to follow.

Callie: I always thought at Briarcliff Academy, Chase Stone was the ultimate ruler. He had the followers. The brutal upbringing. The supplicants. I’m the nobody he tortured, then loved, then ignored. Until I became the somebody of the Virtues. Now, Chase will tell you my exiling is for my own good and that he wants to shield me. He’s wrong. Chase wants to protect his legacy as badly as I want to tear his societies down. Our happy ending has turned into star-crossed lovers. So be it. Let my reign begin. Chase: Then let my sabotage begin, too.