Institute Thirteen

I killed someone. Not on purpose, but not exactly by accident. Regardless, those three little words have changed the course of my life as I know it. Suddenly, I'm thrust into a supernatural world I never knew existed to become sworn property of The Sanctum—a magical council ruling over all...

Freedom was supposed to be mine. Instead, it made me a target. My poisoned escape didn't set me free; it dragged me straight back to the darkness. I've spent my whole life clawing at the chains meant to bind me, convinced freedom was the answer. I was wrong. Liberation comes at a cost, and...

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice… I'll never trust the same again. Not after I was finally beginning to let him in. I have enough on my plate with The Sanctum, their Institute Games, and generally trying to stay alive. I certainly don't need to be worried about a shameless golden...