Legacy of Shadows (Supernaturals of Castle Academy, #1)

by Tessa Hale

The one time I had, after cancer stole my dad from me, she’d snapped at me. “Stop it right now. I can’t deal with your hysterics.”

HATE. Bad mom has entered the chat. also I hate when people Call women hysterical. Fucking patriarchy.

Dad hadn’t wanted a casket. He’d wanted to be cremated and spread out in nature. But, of course, my mom hadn’t listened to that, either.

Disrespectful. I hate this mom already

We’d never been close, but she’d gotten worse as my father’s health had declined. Gotten crueler the more she had to deal with me.

Don't Leave her alone with bad mom, Colt!

“Shut up,” she snapped, shaking my arm. “I won’t have you embarrass me any further. You’ll behave, or you’ll pay the price.”

Fuck you sideways bad mom

They were dissecting the actions of a boy. What his texts really meant and the tone of his “hey” at school that day.

Lol peak high school girl moves

But now, the woman who had once been so put together was…fraying. She wore jean cutoffs that looked more like underwear than shorts, a tank top that dipped low and had some sort of stain on it, with neon green bra straps peeking out, and a cigarette dangled from her lips.

Not a mental imagine I needed. Bad mom is UNHINGED in appearance and I bet in action

It had ever since the day of my sixteenth birthday.

Oh god what happened…

Black hair was shorn close to his head on the sides and longer up top.

I fucking love this style

“Whoa. You’re gorgeous,” the guy mumbled.

Alright Dash you are my current #2, Colt obvi fav right now but maybe you’ll become #1 if you keep this up

Violet eyes scoffed, and Colt sent a look of warning in his direction. “Trace…” The guy wasn’t cowed. “They’re going to eat her alive.”

Alright Trace guess you're gonna be an ass. But I bet a hot ass…

A small smile played at my lips. Sixteen.

Uh oh, we about to get the dream flashback of what happened on her birthday??

The world spun around me, but I could just make out my mom reaching for the pot of boiling water. She dumped it on my exposed back.

SWEET JESUS THIS IS HORRIFYING

“You’re of the Devil! I’ll burn it out of you!” She pressed the metal pot into my back.

DEAR LORD. Bad mom doesn't cover it!

The moment his skin touched mine, visions filled my mind.

These visions have happeed twice now! What does it mean???

Ronan’s fingers flexed and clenched. “You’re not the only one who has a parent that’s a monster.”

Heart breaks for Ronan

He made an exaggerated show of sniffing the air. As he did so, his eyes widened, and his nostrils flared. “Well, who do we have here? I heard rumors about a little lost one but didn’t imagine she’d smell quite this sweet.”

EW DAVID. Bad bad vibes from this Damien dude and cronies

Then his gaze cut to me, a smile spreading across his face. “I can’t wait to be properly acquainted.”

Brother eugh

“That’s Chloe, Grace, and Mimi. You might want to stay clear of them,” Connor whispered.

Houston, we found the hot mean girl bitch sqaud!

The moment his skin touched mine, I was assailed with images.

When will learn about these visions??? So curious!!!

My brow furrowed at that. Need for what? A daily dose of bitchiness?

HA LOL GOOD ONE

Declan locked gazes with him. “I guess I’m eating lunch. Unless you’re going to try to steal that from me, too.”

Wowza there is some history here! Interesting!!!

“Yeah, Colt,” Trace ground out. “See any dogs while you were on your run? Leighton, here, is worried this one is lost.”

Lol so obviously Colt was the "dog" in question

I just rolled my eyes. “What’s the matter, Chloe? Can’t come up with any original material, so you have to keep repeating jokes that aren’t funny?”

Clapback queen

Mimi, her blonde hair cascading around her as her head tipped back and mouth opened in pleasure. Trace’s hand was under her kilt, moving as she panted.

DISGUSTING TRACE. SHE IS NOT FOR YOU

It was a bone-deep knowledge that Trace hated himself. That understanding made me feel sick to my stomach.

Okay small sympathy for Trace even if he is an asshole currently

Declan nodded. “Didn’t they tell you? Ronan’s my twin.”

OH MAN. Makes sense now why she described him in relation to Rowan

Footsteps sounded behind me, then stopped, and Ronan sucked in a breath. “What. The. Hell. Happened. To. You?”

Shit i bet it’s the scars from her 16th birthday trauma courtesy of HORRIBLE BIO MOM. HE GONNA BE PISSED

When you didn’t get proper medical attention quickly after receiving third-degree burns, there was only so much they could do. I would always carry the mark of my mother’s torture.

God I wanna beat the shit out of her bad mom.

“Who?” Ronan demanded, his voice echoing off the walls. “Tell me who, and I’ll fucking end them.”

PLEASE DO END HER CUNT OF A MOTHER

Trace that had my jaw dropping. He sat propped in a chair near my bed, Briar curled in his lap…purring.

Lol love that Trace and the cat are bffs. On brand

Embarrassment flooded me, but I refused to let Chloe win. I kept my head held high and walked on.

Yeah dont let the hateful twats see the get to you!

It was me who closed the distance, my lips finding his in desperate need. Declan’s tongue slid inside, stroking mine.

DECLAN WINS FIRST KISS! I would have guessed Dash lol

He tossed invisible locks over his shoulder. “Girl, I was made for this mission.”

Baldwin is an icon protect him at all costs!

He choked on a laugh. “Pretty sure that was a cup of Jungle Juice.”

College flashbacks lol

“It’s this punch with grain alcohol and cut-up fruit. They make it in trash cans.”

Or big plastic storage bins. Slightly less gross than trash cans lol

Damien grabbed me by the throat, squeezing hard. “You are going to learn your place, Little Lamb, and it’s on your knees.”

DISGUSTING PRICK WHY DON’T YOU EAT SHIT AND DIE

A figure crashed through the trees and was on Damien in a flash. It took several beats for me to recognize Trace.

GET HIM TRACE!! KICK HIS ASS FOR HURTING OUR GIRL!!

“Enough!” Colt barked, getting to his feet with me in his arms. “We need to move now. Damien bit her.” Ronan and Declan froze, rage pulsing in the air around them.

Shit what's this mean???? Fucking Damien

“She needs more,” Colt gritted out. “Give her more on her clit. Press down.”

Talk about back seat driving here (hehe they're in a car so it is extra funny)

Finally, everything slowed. My core still pulsed as I collapsed back onto the seat.

Orgasm number 1! Yeehaw! Alrighty then, who is ready to finish driving to school? Lol

Colt cut off my words with a kiss. It was sweet and tender, like coming home.

Finally a kiss for our homie!

A rat had been sliced open, and its insides spilled over the contents of my locker. And someone had written in blood on the inside of the door. YOU DON’T BELONG TO THEM.

Okay this was DEFINITELY hateful cunt Chloe

Colt launched himself at the creature, but mid-air he morphed. His clothing ripped to shreds as he changed from man to wolf in front of my eyes.

Wolf's out of the bag now!!

They morphed into something altogether different. My heart stopped as two dragons appeared.

OH DAMN WE GOT A VARIETY OF SUPERNATURALS HERE!

Incubi get their power from sexual contact.”

LOL DEMON POWERS DERIVED FROM SEXUAL CONTACT I AM DYING XD take me now demon daddy

Dash’s mouth met mine in a hungry kiss. As his tongue swept inside, his taste consumed me. It was something so uniquely Dash.

Yas Dash! Finally kisses for our fav!

“He’s the most easygoing guy ninety percent of the time, but in this area…let’s just say, Dash needs complete control.”

SWEATING. PANTING. Pft pft pt delicious from my guy Dash

Dash pinned me with his stare. “Can you be trusted to stay still, or does Colt need to restrain you?”

KNEES BE QUAKING HERE DASH

His other hand tightened around my thigh. “Be still, mon coeur. You’re not ready for my punishments.”

HOLY HELL. DASH = DADDY.

Dash shrugged. “Science is man’s best friend.”

Absolutely it is. Goddamn this man has glasses, is smart as hell, AND has a winning personality?! We are ready to come immediately if not sooner thank you!