Daizlei Academy

VAMPIRE ACADEMY meets X-MEN in this completed new adult series!  There’s only one rule in the world I come from. Keep our existence a secret. Period. The day my sister broke that rule one too many times, I knew there would be consequences. I expected us to be sent to one of those schools for “troubled” kids—and maybe Daizlei Academy was, in a way. But really, it was far more complicated than that. You see, I thought that world had forgotten me. Forgotten us. For years we were left alone, and one day . . . we weren’t. It was only when I got there that I remembered the second rule: Trust no one. Because in our world? They would kill me if they knew the truth of what I am. Daizlei Academy is a school for Supernaturals. And me? I’m so much more.

My name is Selena Foster, and I am the first of my kind in a millennium. I thought that made me invincible. Untouchable. All it really makes me is a target…and a weapon. The Supernatural Council is going to war, and they've decided what better spear than the girl that can slay demons? So they blackmail me, and I become the property of the Council.  They think they own me, but you can’t own what you can’t control.  I thought the first year at Daizlei was hard...but the second might kill me. Either way, I'm not going down without a fight.

My second year at Daizlei didn’t kill me. It did something so much worse.  It killed her. And the world will never be the same because of it. Anastasia thought she could own me. The Supernatural thought they could control me. They didn’t realize the darkness they courted until the walls of Daizlei came crushing down around us. I always thought of myself as hard. Unbreakable. Unbeatable. Until someone beat me. Now…I was broken and I planned to use all my sharp edges for the one thing I had left.  Revenge.

If there is one truth that I hold to in my life, it is that when it rains, it pours.  Perhaps that is why I built myself not for the everyday storms most experience.  But for the hurricanes I have had to learn to withstand.  I know what it is like to feel your heart crack in half like a tree that snaps under too much pressure.  I know the bone-deep, all-consuming, numbness that sets in when the wind and the cold and the water become too much.  I know the desperation that claws under the surface as you try to wait through the night, and hope that come the dawn, the storm has passed.  But perhaps, most importantly, I know how to survive.  Or really, I am too spiteful to die.  Either way, my world is falling apart around me. Death and destruction are knocking on my door. And a storm is coming. One unlike anything we have ever encountered before.  This time it is not Anastasia I will face on the battlefield, but the one who calls to me. The one I cannot face.  This is one storm I don’t know if I will survive...or if the price of living is too high.