Avalon Tower (Fey Academy for Spies, #1)

by C.N. Crawford

“Bunch of wankers. They don’t like strangers.”

Apparently, all it takes for me to forget about how much I hate him is for him to take his shirt off.

I am fucking terrible at relaxing, especially when someone tells me to relax.

“Sometimes, I hear voices,” I say at last. “I used to assume they were nonsense. But occasionally, the things the voices say come true.”

Sometimes, it’s deeply inconvenient having a psychic friend.

“Bunch of bollocks,” Nivene says. “Bollocks, bollocks, bollocks.”