After my parents were killed in a fire almost a year ago, there were no other relatives to take in my little brothers and I. Therefore, our only other option, besides foster care, was to move onto the Tuscany Reserve with an old friend of my father, Walter Jones, a few months before the anniversary of their death. The whole of the Jones family lives on the reserve, but I'll be living in the same house as Walter and his family of eleven boys plus his wife. Did I mention living in a house full of eleven super hot boys wasn't easy? Now my brothers and I are forced to survive on Tuscany Reserve.