"Whelp, guess she's screwed." That's what Dominic murmured as he threw me a frosty look before ambling downstairs. I stared at Rocco for a minute, expecting the same treatment, but he had other ideas. Ideas that led him right into the bathroom where he trapped me against the sink. Gasping, I jerked back, the edge of the counter digging into my waist. "What're you-?" He pressed forward, and the hand I'd thrown up in defense landed on his broad chest. Hazel eyes smoldering, Rocco grinned and I forgot how to make words. *** It's not every day sixteen year old Misery Hayes finds a rock band full of pretty boys on her door step. Actually, it's not every day Misery Hayes interacts with humans. Being named after an emotion Merriam-Webster defined as "extreme suffering" or "unhappiness" tended to make one a loner. Well, sort've. You see: Enid Conception Diaz, Youtube sensation and Misery's best friend, has sold her Tuesday afternoons to Blue Vendetta; an extremely popular alternative rock band consisting of one moody lead singer, one tease of a guitarist, one amiable bassist, and the world's most unstable drummer. Can Blue Vendetta help Misery open up? Or will she prove whoever said "misery loves company" horribly wrong?