Wicked like her

In the cloistered halls of Corveth Academy of Thaumaturgy & Arcane Discipline-where ancient magic is studied like scripture and students are expected to bleed brilliance-Evanthe Corven has always known she was being watched. By professors, by monsters, and by two very different boys who orbit her like opposing stars:
Callum Throne, the golden prodigy with a twisted smile and secrets stitched into his skin,
and Lysander Vale, the brooding intellectual with black eyes, barbed words, and a hunger for things he refuses to name.

Torn between them, Evanthe searches for truth in a school that thrives on half-lies, while her past unravels like a spell gone wrong. But the real danger isn't the love triangle or the curses buried beneath the library floor.

It's her best friend.

Mallicent Graves doesn't believe in fate, or romance, or mercy. She's here to protect Evanthe-and she enjoys destruction a little too much. Unapologetically feral, razor-witted, and dressed like death's favorite daughter, Mallicent has no patience for the boys hovering around Evanthe. Especially Lysander.

Which makes it inconvenient when he starts seeing her.
And worse-when she starts seeing him back.

As the academy descends into chaos and blood rites resurface from the shadows of history, alliances are questioned, obsessions bloom, and every lesson comes at a cost. Some hearts are meant to be broken. Others are meant to burn.

In a world where knowledge is power and affection is weakness, what survives when the spell breaks-love, loyalty, or the girl who never asked to be chosen?