Publisher's Synopsis
He doesn't want me here.
He is Blake Mephistopheles. They call him Phist. He's hard, stubbled, leather-clad-and an asshole. And here is Hellespointe Academy, where black magic is a shortcut and the teachers turn a blind eye to spell-fueled cage fights.
He thinks he can chase me off by making me uncomfortable. He wields his good looks and his charisma like a sharpened blade. A wide, thick, hard one.
I'm affected.
Any girl would be.
Sure, he's threatening. He's huge, and he has all those gleaming muscles. And then there's that sneer of his, that sexy sneer-
But it doesn't matter, because I'm going to kill him.
He murdered my sister, and the only reason I came to this school was for revenge.
One way or another, Blake Mephistopheles must die.
