Conceived in dream. Born a nightmare.

There are a lot of things I know: story structure, Hollywood trivia, what makes a director great... It's the stuff I didn't know–who my real father was, that my uncle is a demon, the fact that I'm not human–that's gotten me into so much trouble.

After ripping my crush's heart out–literally–I discover that I'm not just a normal autistic seventeen-year-old. I'm the daughter of the King of Nightmares, the cruel and excessively goth ruler of the Nether. Now, I'm stuck at Miss Perkins's School for Girls, learning how to exist in a world where things really do go bump in the night.

Dangerous magic, treacherous enemies, unfairly hot vampires, and magic schools are all tropes I love in movies. But throw them into my real life? Hard pass. And I still have to deal with queen bees and bullies while unraveling a conspiracy that could crumble the very foundations of reality as we know it? That's bullsh–