Killing Spires

Killing Spires

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Hey, I'm Kestrel Winters. I'm a Light witch--like my mother, despite my Dark heritage. I go to one of the six schools of Magik called Angels Light Academy. I'm an A+ student and I always seem to amaze the teachers with knowledge I didn't even know I had. Everything's normal and great until a new kid shows up--Corin. The one who has trouble with magic. And since I'm apparently 'good' at it, guess who has to tutor him? Me. Merry ol' me. But this kid is different. Always showing up late, has a cloudy look in his eye. It's really quite depressing. I never guessed he was out to kill me though. Life is full of surprises, eh?
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Nova disguise as a boy to enter the military school. If she is discovered as a girl, she will be kicked out. She is desperate to hide from trackers who have been following her for a dozen years. No one would think to look for her in an all-male military school. She hides among werewolves and is one of the very few nonshifters at the school. She catches the new instructor's curiosity, and her identity is threatened. He claims to be her mate, but she knows that her kind don't have a mate and desperately tries to avoid him. If he stumbles upon her true identity, she is screwed. "What are you doing?!" growls his highness, ripping the knife from my hands. It tingles as his fingers close around my wrist. Fresh blood flows from the wound, turning his hands red. Deep throaty sounds, rumbling in his chest. "You hurt yourself," he says softly, pain evident in his voice. I look up and frown. "It's just a small cut," I reply, annoyed. None of the other cadets get this kind of attention. Besides, we have to learn this to pass the exam. "Shhh, it's going to be okay," he says, pressing me close. My whole side explodes with sparks. It tickles me. "You have to stop hurt yourself. Why are you even here? How am I going to protect you here?" he asks angrily. "I don't need your protection!" I shout, pushing him away. I get an angry growl back. Quickly I grab another knife and throws it over my shoulder, hitting bulls' eye. He glares at me, and the room has gone completely silent. That's when I discover that I may have gone too far with the insanely possessive highness, even though I'm grateful for the extra lessons he gives me. Then suddenly everyone hurries out of the training area. Leaving me alone with the growling, red eyed alpha. ON HOLD *This book contains graphic depictions of violence, sexuality, strong language, and other mature themes.* English is not my first language. Grammatical errors may occur.

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