Killing witches for their power was their first mistake. Their second was underestimating the lengths one of their own would go for vengeance.

Attending Victorsson Academy, a boarding school for the conceited, cruel teenagers of rich parents, sucked for me. After being put in the foster care system when I was fourteen, I was given the so-called honor of a scholarship, and when I graduated, I thought I'd dye my hair platinum blonde before going back. But a local girl, rated as a bottomless purse like me, was almost murdered for her power tonight. She's been taken in by Victorsson for her own protection, and I can't keep myself away.

Despite having a relatively below the radar life with my magic, I've found myself drawn into the case, my anger leading the way. And yet the more I learn, the more dire I realize the circumstances are. If I don't tread carefully, I might start stepping on the toes of some powerful people. But my lace-up combat boots are made for stomping, and I've never been one to back down from a fight.