Monsters (Black Heart Academy #1) by Echo Wilson
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Overview: Aurora
Non-existence was an illusion.
I only knew this because I died. Earth was void of magic, but that was a unique feature. All of the realms practiced magic. We were the odd ones out.
I had evolved. The Fates believed I had the potential to become a reaper. I didn’t want any of it. I just wanted to see my sister again.
Once I realized that there was a chance that I could get back to Earth, it lit a fire in my heart. I poured over books and studied spell craft.
Unfortunately, Black Heart Academy wasn’t for the faint of heart. They tormented me. I was considered reaper trash, as all Earth beings were. Cannon fodder for those with true potential.
I wouldn’t let them break me. I wouldn’t give up.
Genre: Fiction > Romance Paranormal
Justin
How did I die? Well, it’s actually a really funny story… But that’s not what this story is about.
I tried to enjoy my life. I could find the joke in any situation. The joke? I died young and met my mate in the afterlife. Once the bonding process took place, I realized I had made a huge mistake. I didn’t know if she would ever forgive me for my cruelty.
It didn’t matter, though.
Regardless of her feelings toward me, I intended to give her everything. Well, almost everything.
I had a secret that would change the known realms, but I could never tell a soul. Not even her. Not if I wanted to protect my pack back at home.
Michael
Princess thought I was cruel. She thought I was a disgusting, soulless creature.
Smart girl.
I didn’t care about anything at all. Not a single thing mattered to me.
I was sent to Black Heart Academy under false pretenses. Some might consider my death traumatic. It was par for the course in my family. Once I was reaped, I was tasked at putting the pieces into place for a plan that had been unraveling for years. I was to report any problems.
Aurora was a problem.
At first, I tried to break her. I spent my days tormenting her. I spent my nights spying on her. I watched her in the quiet moments she thought she was alone.
I became addicted. Obsessed.
I tried to intervene when I saw it necessary. Unfortunately, she was disobedient and headstrong. If Princess didn’t want to hear it from me, I’d have to make her listen.
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