Coven Born

Not being a witch isn't an option when you're Coven Born.

I wasn’t raised a witch.

I didn’t even know I was coven-born until my parents died, allegedly from a curse. After being uprooted from San Francisco and moved across the country to Upstate New York to live with my uncle, I was thrust into a world of witches and magick.

Yeah - real witches and real magick. IKR?

Now, my eccentric uncle believes I have some kind of rare magick and the only way to find out is by sending me to the prestigious Thirteen Covens Academy where I will be trained to‘ meet my potential’, whatever that means. Just what I needed – a school full of rich, snooty kids. I have bigger things to worry about than my alleged rare witch powers.

First–there’s Carrie Ambrose–the resident mean girl who calls me ‘charity case’ and keeps trying to get a lock of my hair.

Second–the fact that Blaine Adams, the hottest, most popular guy at school asked me out, much to the fury of every popular girl in a one-hundred-mile radius.

Third–the rumors that my entire family is cursed and the only reason I’m alive is because the coven is doing spells to protect me.

My only ally (and that’s being generous) is the queen of the outcasts, Lisa Spears, who’s “serving time“ at the academy after doing something the coven high council didn’t like. Despite the mark she wears, or the insults from the other students - she has an entourage of hot guys who follow her everywhere, including the awkward, nerdy guy Eric–who’s always flirting with me. And the awkward, goth guy, Gary–who’s always flirting with me. And the awkward metal-head, Josh–who’s always flirting with me.

I’ll be eighteen in a few weeks–old enough to decide if I want to stick with the Academy until I graduate, or leave my previously estranged family and its legacy behind.

This isn’t going to be an easy choice.