Academy of the Devil

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.

It's official. I must be cursed. After my hellish first year at The Academy of the Devil, I thought I was prepared for anything. But things never work the way they should at this damn school, and as my second year begins, it becomes obvious that my troubles have just begun. My relationship with Callum, Stefan, and Mikael is still as confusing as ever. I have no idea where I stand with them and they're not doing any better. My new bond with Mikael adds even more complications to the mix, because even if we're the ones who are part of the House of Envy, the green-eyed monster is alive and well in Callum and Stefan too. To make matters worse, the students aren't very happy with the idea of having a nephilim in their midst. The dethroned prince of the school isn't safe from anyone, not anymore, and I don't know how to help him. Then, there's Dean Mephistopheles, who's starting to pay an alarming amount of attention to me. And against my better judgment, I find myself drawn to him too. I don't know what will happen now, but one thing is certain. My second year at The Academy of the Devil is certainly going to be demonic. Contains mature themes.

Some powers are beyond human control. Some secrets hold too much weight to be carried. Some sins cannot forever be contained. This year, secrets, sins, and power come together-and the end will be upon us all. It's my third year at The Academy of the Devil, and things finally seem to be falling into place. I've reached a tentative agreement with my new lovers. My life is finally headed in the right direction. Or so it seems-until he shows up. They say he is an exchange student. They call him Lucian and cluster around him like flies drawn to honey. They are blind. I know the truth. I can see his true identity in his eyes, in his smile, in the sinful power bubbling under his skin. He is Lucifer, the Fallen One, the Brightest Star. Like a supernova, he's as beautiful as he is dangerous, and for some reason, he wants me to be his. There's just one problem with that. Callum, Stefan, Mikael, and Meph aren't willing to hand me over to anyone-not even to one of the most powerful angels in the world. There's something he's hiding, some reason why he deems me special-and I want nothing to do with. But do I really have a choice? Can I really withstand the fire and the power of Lucifer himself? Somehow, I doubt it, but I'm certainly going to try. Contains mature themes.