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Demons are taking over our world. To stop them, I need to embrace the black magic inside me. I hate the idea. And yet, I realize just how powerful the darkness can be. That it is probably the only thing standing between failure and success. And keeping those I love alive. Can I master the demon magic running through my veins? Or will I succumb to the darkness? What's more, if I fall, will the world fall with me?

The demon who scarred my face is dead. But my nightmare lives on. I’m back in Portland, the city of my attack, and things just keep getting weirder. And not in the quirky way this place is known for. My mentor is sensing strange energies, and when we investigate, demons appear. And my scars react too. I’m convinced the reaction is all in my mind, PTSD from coming face-to-face with a general of Hell. With the help of my friends, I do my best to work through it. Because what I should really be concerned about is how demons are crossing into the human realm more frequently.

Now that I’m participating in the Spy Games - a dangerous competition between magical spy academies - I’ve increased the risk of the queen’s minions finding and dragging me to the depths of the underworld. In fact, with each passing Spy Game event, it becomes more obvious exactly why the queen wants me. Most of the time my studies, relationships, and the tournament keep the looming threat of abduction out my mind. But when someone I love is taken by the demons, I must act. And face the powerful queen of Hell.

A surly, hot wizard. A dangerous calling. A curse killing off students. I’ve dreamed of attending Spellcasters Spy Academy for as long as I can remember. So, imagine my surprise when I get there and discover it’s not the academic utopia I imagined. This place is dangerous as hell. And, I don’t mean the classes or the Samhain Trials, though those aren’t a cakewalk. They say the students in the Culling year - my year - are cursed. Someone, or maybe something, is picking us off, one by one.

Fey Anderson has always dreamt about escaping the crowded streets of Saint Paign. Soura Heights appears to be the picture-perfect place to run to: a place where the sun is always shining, the people are welcoming, and the quirky charm of every locally owned store feels like home. She never expected her move there to be forced upon her. But when her husband, Bruce, goes missing, her deepest fear becomes reality and determination drives her to drop city living and find the truth behind his death.

I’m Cora Marek, and I’ve royally screwed up. I failed my semester final and exposed the angels and demons to the human world. Luckily, the Alliance is giving me a chance to fix things. If I go on record stating it was all a hoax, I’ll be free to return to Harris Academy. But I’m not sure I’ve made the right choice. War is mounting outside the academy. The humans are afraid of us, and they want to take us down. If only we could show them they don’t have to be afraid. But Kellan - my partner and the guy I’m hopelessly pining for - insists exposing ourselves is a mistake.

I'm Cora Marek, a college student with elemental magic who can't wait to attend an elite academy for supernaturals. But if I'm going to pass my courses at Harris Academy, I need to learn the art of healing - and team up with a rude, arrogant demon who can elevate my powers. Kellan Greene can't stand me, and the feeling's mutual. He's a demon, and I'm an angel. We're total opposites, but he's heart-stoppingly irresistible. Even though we hate each other, our magic is unmatched when we're together.

I'm Cora Marek, a college student with elemental magic who can't wait to attend an elite academy for supernaturals. But if I'm going to pass my courses at Harris Academy, I need to learn the art of healing - and team up with a rude, arrogant demon who can elevate my powers. Kellan Greene can't stand me, and the feeling's mutual. He's a demon, and I'm an angel. We're total opposites, but he's heart-stoppingly irresistible. Even though we hate each other, our magic is unmatched when we're together.

I’ve dreamed of attending Spellcasters Spy Academy for as long as I can remember. But as it turns out, it’s not the academic utopia I imagined. This place is dangerous as hell. And I don’t mean the classes. They say the students in the Culling year, my year, are cursed. Someone is picking us off. Or maybe something.