Discordia University

One letter. That was all it took to change the course of my life forever. Typing too quickly in the application program cost me my dreams of finally being accepted for who I am and now I'm stuck here. Discordia University's acceptance made everything I knew go up in a puff of sulfur. Demons are real and they just admitted me into their elite boys' school. Unfortunately, my name is Kat, not Kit, and I'm a girl. My caseworker was right; I was born under a bad sign. Contains mature themes.

I thought surviving the first few months at Discordia was a win-until The Caliphate Games were announced. Now, I'm being trained to fight in a deadly competition I shouldn't qualify for, juggling bloodthirsty rich jerks, sneaky headmasters, and living with seven demon hybrids who are way too hot for my sanity. My new 'brothers' are bound to me by some ancient ritual magic, but every look, every accidental touch, every too-long stare has my scarred heart racing. Even Jasper, the snarky, brooding prince who hates me, gets my motor running, and he makes me want to throttle him. They're a distraction I can't afford, especially when I'm just trying to survive. As if that's not enough, my powers are randomly waking up, making me a bigger target than ever. The headmaster's neck-deep in some sinister scheme, the royal families are gearing up for a brawl, and if my magic doesn't kill me, the truth about who I am just might. What am I and where did I really come from? The question isn't if the guys will figure out my secret-it's what happens when they do. Will they stand by me? Or will they let the world burn and leave me to go down with it? Contains mature themes.

Balancing a fake identity, a deadly tournament, and a secret rebellion? No sweat. Juggling my new relationship with Salem while my feelings for the rest of my demon hybrids spiral out of control? That's where the real danger is. After our trip to the surface, we have to pretend we don't know the Games are a scam to cover up a secret rebellion. The headmaster's neck deep in the coup, Hell's royalty are playing their own cutthroat game, and my magic-unpredictable as ever-is still a wild card.Worst of all? My secret-that I'm not actually a guy-is a ticking time bomb. I have to tell them the truth-about who I am, about what I feel-before it's too late. But if I say the wrong thing, I could lose them forever. If I lose them, the Games will eat us alive. With a death match competition looming, the pressure to get control of my powers has never been higher and if I can't? My spark will die before it ever has the chance to set Hell on fire. Contains mature themes.