Kali Styx was sent to a boarding school across the country where she knows absolutely no one, but goes because she is determined to be with her own kind. Things are going well at first. She has friends. Classes are fun until strange things start happening. They have always happened, her friends say. But she’s the first to say anything about it. Or so she thought.
Her father is the dean. Her mother whom she never met…dead. She was told she was the product of half human/half angel with the strongest power to rule over her future if she gets control of her powers. But with so many lies starting to come alight at the Styx Gifted Institute where her father seemingly holds all the cards, she can’t help but ask why she was really brought here.
Hayes Under, the darkly wicked level ten in her class has his say in her life on a daily basis whether it’s nice or not. He has the ability to block her famous spells and get under her skin at every turn. Webb Travis, who seems so angry all the time, has the same abilities and no one else seems to notice the way he hides it.
They are both the same in some way, yet so different. Webb was sent to keep her safe. Hayes was brought up from birth with the sole purpose to cage her into her father’s web. She knows none of this.
Her father is not who she thought for so many years. He is not an angel either. He is…the angel. He is one they call Lucifer. And he’s here on earth to watch over his own until she accepts her reign and takes her place with him. She’s not to come alone and daddy has the one he wants already picked out.
Hayes is your all around boy next door, NOT! He is anything but…under the cover of night he is someone else altogether. Webb is determined to save her from something she does not know exists yet. He cares, that much is obvious. Kali is not going to let any of these guys see her sweat. They fool the rest, but not her. How will she elude Hayes? Deny Webb? And defy “daddy”?
The meaning of good would be lost without the existence of evil.
Working with the Devil’s daughter might just be the end of both of them. Read about Hayes and Kali’s story.
I stood planted to the spot I’d landed on upon entering. One of the two men noticed me and coughed. Hayes looked up at me and simply stared with an unreadable expression, unchanging.
After a breath of time passed he held one hand in the air and the two men left the table walking my direction. For one fearful second I thought they were going to grab me under my arms and drag me away like they did in the movies, but instead stopped like soldiers, saluted me, and circumvented the door.
When my eyes moved back to Hayes, he’d left the end of the table and now stood right beside me, his gaze intent. “Is there something you need?”
I had a sudden panicked feeling to turn and run like a screaming girl who felt the term “manning up” once meant gaining muscles. Here, now, it meant lying and hiding the way sweaty palms give away nervousness. Instead, I told the truth. The devil in me was hiding in the dummy waiter to go back up to earth. “No, I just didn’t want to be alone.” I let him watch me and took the time to scan the amazing selection of books that went all around the room in a circle. This was heaven. Oh, the irony.
“Would you like a book?” he asked me.
I nodded unable to find my voice, drool pooling in my mouth at the thought of this many books.
His smile was genuine when he offered, “Anything you like.”
I looked at his handsome face. He was definitely good looking in a resplendent, sad way. Any girl would fall over and stumble to be noticed by him. A year ago, I would have sighed and broke out in hives to be asked out by so gorgeous a man. And yet, I was engaged to him.
I walked away towards a shelf to busy myself, rubbing my chapped lips together again dying for a little lip balm. The books were dusty and the walls with it. He worked as my father’s partner for the Underworld. How did no one know about this at school? “So, you are like a captain or something, yes?”
“Yes.” A plausible answer was given before he moved back to the table by the direction his voice came from.
“And that’s like in an army, yes?”
“And yet you are in a library?” I turned to see his face.
Having watched me the whole time, I quickly looked away and grabbed a book from the shelf pretending to look through it.
“I meet with my two lead men most nights to regroup,” he paused, “and I like to read.”
I looked at him placated by the idea that he would read for enjoyment and have to acknowledge that he wasn’t this angry boy who taunted me all the time…at the moment. Okay, so he wasn’t all evil all the time. “What do you read?” I challenged him a little, curiosity getting the best of me thinking maybe he’ll talk if softened him up.
“If I tell, will you think less of me?” He was asking? I didn’t answer him. He didn’t deserve it yet. “Frost. Tennyson. Shakespeare.”
Wow! “Got to admit Under, I didn’t think you had anything in you but sexist comments and all out anguish.”
“Kate,” he put the rolled up paper that resembled a map back down on the table, “I didn’t chose this life either. I have spent my entire childhood being told to wait for you and prepare for you and be a husband to you and be at your beck and call, remember?”
Yes! “No! I don’t recall that you were penciled into my life. But it seems that others had those plans for us and I detect a certain amount of rebellion in your voice at the present moment my dear husband to be. Perhaps you didn’t choose it either, but you don’t seem to be fighting it just the same.” I inched closer meaning to demean and break his hold over being in charge. I’m in charge of me, I reminded myself. But something else inside of me took flight. Something repressed and a promise I chose to ignore while being here.
He backed up till he was against the table. When his hands fly to the top and held on tighter than I would have thought, I stood a little taller.
“I will not be made to do anything I don’t want to do, Under. Let’s get that all on the table. NO ONE will make me do anything.” My ireful nature flared up. I felt my body light on fire.
“Say it. You’re a demon, Kate.”