Theo Sandoval doesn’t belong here, there, or anywhere.
Klein Warren doesn’t believe in a damn thing.
Malachi ‘Mac’ O’Shea isn’t interested in trying to behave.
One wants to be the best but can’t get past his meager beginnings.
One wants to be famous but can’t overcome his crippling fear.
One wants to be free from the heavy chains of his dangerous legacy but has no way out.
Three young men from very different backgrounds, whose paths would never normally cross, will ultimately end up shaping each other's futures. With little in common and a million unanswered questions about the growing feelings between them, it shouldn’t be an easy feat for the three boys to fall in love. However, the past has proven that anything is possible at Castle Pines, an elite, boys only private school tucked away high in the Colorado mountains that brought these very different boys together.
Somehow this unexpected trio makes learning all about love and sex look effortless... until cold, hard reality comes crashing in.
The truth is, some differences are just too big to overcome, and making the choice to walk away from what you’ve always known can be impossible.

The Allstar The Rockstar and The Gangstar  is created by Imogene Kash, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author


The Allstar The Rockstar and The Gangstar

I paused mid-step as an adorable Asian boy came rushing out of the bathroom I'd shoved Mac into not too long ago. The bathroom had as much of a reputation as my dorm mate did. The boys at this school really only used it for one reason, and if someone was running out of it like the room was on fire, that did not bode well for whatever went down inside.


I pulled one of my earbuds out, twisting it around in my fingers, and pushed into the bathroom. Maybe I should've been surprised to see Mac looking disheveled and distant while leaning against the same sink I'd forced him against not too long ago.


He didn't lift his head to look at me, or acknowledge me in any way as I leaned next to him on the marble edge of the surround. His tie was loose around his neck. His face was flushed, and his coppery hair was standing up at odd angles as if he, or someone else, had run their hands through it multiple times.
