The first problem with Bleakwood Academy for Boys is The Brotherhood. Vicious. Ruthless. Untouchable. They are the gods of these hallways, the rest of us mere mortals.
I was born into a lineage of powerful witches, destined for greatness—until my eighteenth birthday when I was betrayed by those I trusted most and sacrificed in a dark ritual.
“It is our pleasure to inform you that you have been granted a place at Vice College for Young Demons… It is our duty to remind all students that your attendance is government mandated and enforced.”
For so long now I’ve been a solo operative, not having to worry about anyone but my target and myself. I even have a code name that is whispered throughout the underworld. The Phantom. And people know…
