A Hellish Year One

For as long as I can remember, I've been the girl who didn't fit in, the girl who collapsed in the middle of class, just because my brain decided to turn on me. I can't really complain, though. We don't live in the Middle Ages, so I have yet to be subjected to an exorcism. I can get treatment for my condition. Epilepsy aside, I can mostly be a normal person and have a normal life.

There's just one problem. I'm not a normal person. I never have been. And the first time I find this out is upon receiving an exclusive invitation to The Academy of the Devil.

Unfortunately, The Academy of the Devil isn't like other schools and the current princes of the school have a lot of experience in ripping whatever contender they have to shreds. All of them despise humans. All of them sneer at anyone who displays any kind of weakness. All of them hate me and everything I stand for. That's fine. I don't need friends, lovers, or even valued mentors. All I need is to survive my school years with my soul, my sanity and my brain intact. It'll be a challenge, but I've dealt with worse. I might not be ready for the Academy of the Devil, but they're not ready for me either.

Contains mature themes.

© 2019 Tantor Media (Hljóðbók): 9781977364517

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Hljóðbók: 19 december 2019