The School for Good and Evil (The School for Good and Evil, #1)

by Soman Chainani

“First time I told my dad I liked a girl, he slathered me in honey and sealed me in a bear den for a night. Haven’t liked one since.”

“First time I told my mother I fancied someone, she baked me in an oven for an hour,” Mona agreed, green skin paling. “I never think about boys now.”

Now finding a date was a matter of life and death.

she had the truth to guide her. A truth greater than any magic. I’ve been beautiful all along.

Students at the School for Good and Evil thought magic meant spells. But Agatha had found something more powerful in a smile.

“Have you learned anything from my gallery, Agatha?” Sader said, turning. Agatha eyed taxidermied animals around him. “That you like your students well stuffed?”

The Agatha I know would love a hall of dead princes.”

“Black magic?” Kiko peeped. “Groom Room,” Agatha whispered,

“My behavior last night was poor.” “Poor?” Agatha coughed. “You pushed me through a window!”

“Our towers aren’t Fair and Lovely!” Agatha lambasted. “They’re Valor and Honor! That’s what Good is, you stupid cowards!”

Upon closer look, not a prince at all.

“It is why Good wins every story,” the School Master said. “They fight for each other. We can only fight for ourselves.

“Who needs princes in our fairy tale?”