Touch of Sibyl

PROLOGUE

Touch of Sibyl

Mythical Academy - a school of mythic, magic and warrior whiz kids, where even the lowliest geek knows how to chop off somebody's head with a sword and Zac Quinn, the hottest Spartan guy in school, also happens to be the deadliest.

But lately, things have been weird, even for Mythic. I’m a second-year warrior-in-training at Mythical Acad­emy, and I have no idea how I’m going to sur­vive the rest of the semes­ter. One day, I’m get­ting schooled in sword­play by the guy who broke my heart—the drop-dead gor­geous Zac who slays me every time. Then, an invis­i­ble archer in the Library of Antiq­ui­ties decides to use me for tar­get prac­tice. And now, I find out that some­one at the acad­emy is really a Chitauri bad guy who wants me dead. I’m afraid if I don’t learn how to live by the sword—with Zac’s help—I just might die by the sword...

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I am Aviana Whyte, and I have a Sibyl gift. (It's called clairvoyant or Psychometry there are different types of them)- that's a fancy way of saying that I see images in my head and get flashes of other people's memories off almost everything I touch, even guys.

My gift makes me kind of nosy. Okay, okay, maybe a lot nosy--to the point of obsession sometimes. I want to know everything about everyone around me. But even I don't want to know the secrets my friend Paris is hiding or the terrible loss that will send me to a new school - Mythical Academy, where the teachers aren't preparing us for the SATs, but to battle Chitauri of Chaos. Now I have no friends and no idea how my gift fits in with all these warrior whiz kids. The only thing I do know is that my life is never, ever going to be the same...

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I'm not a pro so expect plot holes, typographical and grammatical errors. >_<