From nerdy bookworm to Fae Slayer in training.My life is carefully planned, and blissfully free of surprises. I hate surprises.Discovering I come from a long line of Fae Slayers and must give up my position at a prestigious college to attend a Slayer Academy?Worst. Surprise. Ever.I’m a nerd. A bookworm. I slay with words, not swords.Fighting to stay at the top of the class is nothing compared to … top of the class is nothing compared to fighting to survive.If the deadly weapons and mysteriously hot, but possibly evil guys don’t kill me, then six months without cell reception might.Megara’s…
Read More