A Hellish Year One
Series: The Academy of The Devil
Book Number: 1
This series is completed
Release Date: 23rd Jul 2019
The average rating for this book is 3.83 out of 5
Trigger Warning Blood/Gore Trigger Warning Bully outside of Harem Trigger Warning Bully within Harem Trigger Warning Dub Con Trigger Warning Torture Trigger Warning Unknown Trigger Warning Violence
Genre Paranormal Harem Size Small Harem (3 or 4) Trope Academy Trope Bullying Form Demons Form Hellhounds Form Incubus POV 1st Person POV Age FMC College Age (University) Store Availability Audiobook Store Availability Kindle Unlimited Store Availability Paperback Disability Physical Disability MM
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Abandon all hope, ye who enter here. The Academy of the Devil is waiting, and there will be no mercy.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been the girl who didn’t fit in, the girl who collapsed in the middle of class, just because my brain decided to turn on me. I can’t really complain, though. We don’t live in the Middle Ages, so I have yet to be subjected to an exorcism. I can get treatment for my condition. Epilepsy aside, I can mostly be a normal person and have a normal life.
There’s just one problem. I’m not a normal person. I never have been. And the first time I find this out is upon receiving an exclusive invitation to The Academy of the Devil.
Unfortunately, The Academy of the Devil isn’t like other schools and the current princes of the school have a lot of experience in ripping whatever contender they have to shreds. First, there’s Callum, incubus extraordinaire and leader of the house of Lust. He thrives on making students fall in love with him and then breaking their spirits. Then there’s Mikael, the envious cambion, rumored to enjoy feeding students to the school’s dragon. And last, but not least, the leader of the house of Wrath, the hell hound Stefan. I hear he doesn’t bother with the dragon and just takes care of pests himself.
All of them despise humans. All of them sneer at anyone who displays any kind of weakness. All of them hate me and everything I stand for. That’s fine. I don’t need friends, lovers, or even valued mentors. All I need is to survive my school years with my soul, my sanity and my brain intact.
It’ll be a challenge, but I’ve dealt with worse. I might not be ready for the Academy of the Devil, but they’re not ready for me either.