Villains Don't Date Heroes! (Night Terror and Fialux, #1)

by Mia Archer

Sure it eventually came out that I was teaching the class without a lick of appropriate credentials, but at the same time everybody in my Journalism 105 class had survived CORVAC’s rampage through the university without a scratch despite a direct hit on the journalism building.

What can I say? The pay was peanuts, sure, but there was a supreme joy in actually getting paid to torture liberal arts majors for an hour a day.

My mouth quirked up in a half smile. I was the only one in the room smiling, but I was used to that.

“And I’m not leaving until I find out who that unlucky soon-to-be vaporized son-of-a-bitch is.”