Broken Prince

BROKEN PRINCE BROAD CREEK PREP #1 TATUM RAYNE Broken Prince Broad Creek Prep #1 Copyright © 2023 Tatum Rayne Published by Hudson Indie Ink www.hudsonindieink.com This book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it wasn’t purchased for your use only, then please return to your favourite book retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademark status and trademark owners of various products referred to in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorised, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. Cover Designer: Tatum Rayne Designs Proof Readers: Jenn Pepper-Smith Broken Prince/Tatum Rayne - 1st ed. 2023 Created with Vellum CONTENTS Warning Prologue 1. Kylo 2. Sam 3. Kylo 4. Sam 5. Kylo 6. Sam 7. Kylo 8. Sam 9. Sam 10. Kylo 11. Sam 12. Kylo 13. Sam 14. Kylo 15. Sam 16. Sam 17. Kylo 18. Sam 19. Kylo 20. Sam Acknowledgments About the Author Also By Tatum Rayne Other Authors at Hudson Indie Ink WARNING This is a dark, academy, MF romance with some aspects of bullying. It contains scenes with drug use and mental/physical abuse, with off-page assault that some readers may find triggering, there are also graphic sex scenes, explicit cursing, and violence. PROLOGUE KYLO Staring out the window, my mind races at the turn of events that is now my life. How could I have gotten everything so twisted? Bo wasn’t the devil that I thought she was, she was a girl thrust into a life she didn’t want. I can kind of relate to her on that, I’ve been used my whole life by the people I thought were my family, or as damn near it as they could’ve got. But they were all assholes who were using me to get at her or blackmail my father—as I found out a week ago. Isn’t that a great shit-show? He didn’t even care enough about me to stop people trying to exploit me. But what else should I expect from someone like him, who decided to throw me away like a spare part that wasn’t needed. That’s why I don’t understand how she could allow me to live after what I did to her, after all the pain I put her through without knowing what was going on. I will never know her reasons, but I sure as hell can make up for it. Especially after seeing the effects of what happened to her after losing that woman. I didn’t know it at the time, but that woman was the only person here she saw as family, and I had a hand in taking it away. The guilt over it still eats at me every day, but I know one thing is for certain, I would rather have Bo Walker as a friend than an enemy, she is a force that people aren’t prepared for, and that makes her both amazing and terrifying. She’s good for my brother too. After having a lengthy discussion with Mom, I feel like I have a better insight into my twin and, damn, he is one ruthless bastard. Mom said he was too similar to our father, but with the stories I’ve heard growing up, my brother is a better man than he was, and it all boils down to Bo. She made him want to be the better version of himself. Now, I’ve been given a second chance at changing my life, thanks to them, which only cements the fact that she is a better than anyone knows, and I’m sure as hell not going to fuck it up. “Kylo, you need to hurry up, sweetie. It’s nearly time to go and meet the Principal,” my mom’s high-pitched voice squeals. I wince a little as the sound assaults my ears, making them feel like they’re bleeding from the high-pitched octave. I mentally chastise myself, she’s trying her best. I know this, but I think she’s finding it hard to remember I’m not the baby she thought she lost all those years ago. Although, I’ll never know the true extent of the pain a parent goes through when losing a child like that. I know she feels bad and I have no hostility towards her, I know all parents want to give everything they can to their kids. I think she blames herself that I didn’t have the access to money like Frost did. But that has never bothered me, money for me doesn’t make the world go round. Could my life of been made easier with money? Of course, but it's not the beating factor for me. But now I have to go and see some rich asshole, while he decides if I can attend his school. A growl builds in my throat. Why the fuck do I have to meet him, surely, Mom can do it without me? I hear heavy footfalls coming along the corridor to my room. Grimacing, I take a deep breath to calm myself as the door swings open and in steps my mom with a bright smile on her face. Who does she think she’s fooling with that look? Seriously, she has spent most of the time I’ve been here in tears. I’m not sure if she’s crying over the loss of the life she had with my sperm donor before he died or if she’s still crying about the years she missed with me because of him. Stop being a dickhead! My inner voice snaps at