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Instead of an excerpt, I have some snippets to share with you today.
Takumi bowed again. “Yes, sir.” He straightened and looked at me. “Are we providing a guard for Tsukiko?”
“No,” Grandfather and I said at the same time.
Grandfather gave me a glare, and I snapped my mouth closed. My tail swished behind me, but I quickly wrapped it around my leg.
“Not at this time,” Grandfather amended. “If the situation worsens before I am able to return and you believe she needs a guard, then assign one to her.”
My mouth dropped open.
“Even if she tries to argue,” Grandfather finished with fire in his eyes.
I closed my mouth and looked down at my shoes. Fine. I got it. I would just make sure that that did not happen.
Behind me, Loralie danced from foot to foot. “Grandfather?” she whispered.
I looked up and saw his lip twitch again. “You may go,” he whispered.
Faster than I had ever seen her move, Loralie cleared the distance between us and the hellhounds. The hounds surrounded her, rubbing their bodies on her and licking her face and hands. She cooed at them while scratching their ears and rubbing the bellies of the ones who had lain down.
The ferocious, black dogs had red eyes that reminded me of the fires of the Underworld, fur that resembled shadows and mist, and razor sharp teeth that could tear through flesh and bone with ease.
And Loralie loved them. As Death’s daughter, she was capable of controlling the hell hounds if needed, but she had such an affinity for them that they just did whatever she asked.
“How long will she do that?” Takumi asked.
“Give her at least thirty minutes,” Grandfather said. “She hasn’t seen hellhounds in several months. I’ll leave it to you, Takumi. Take care of my girls...and the rest of the students.”
He added that ending like he’d almost forgotten there were other kids here.
Snippet #2
“Hey, Bogden!” Sampson, a tengu with bright red hair and a giant nose called. “Isn’t that your house?”
Bogden’s confused expression was amusing as he turned and asked, “Why would you think my house—”
Everyone stopped talking as a house with extremely long chicken legs walked towards the academy and stepped over the fence.
A woman with a bulbous nose stuck her head out of a window and yelled, “Bogden! You need to take out the trash!”
Bogden dropped his head and groaned. “What are they doing here?”
Snippet #3
“Why do you three look so glum? Not get any presents?” Norma asked as she slid into her seat across the room.
“Don’t even acknowledge her,” I whispered.
“Doesn’t surprise me that no one wanted to give you a gift after the way you treated the Evil Three,” she added.
I didn’t even need to ask who the Evil Three were. It was obviously the guys. The girls liked to give them ridiculous names as they claimed to be their fan club or something else idiotic.
“I’m glad you showed your true colors. Now someone actually deserving of them can get them. Your spell is gone and we can finally make our move,” Norma purred.
“Have fun,” I said. “Just leave us alone.”
Dante came into the classroom, and I immediately dropped my eyes to look at the desk.
“Hey, Dante,” Norma crooned. “You look hot today.”
“Norma,” he greeted.
“I made you this,” she said.
I lifted my eyes, but kept my head still, so I could use my hair as a shield to watch them.
She held out a red wrapped box to Dante.
He glanced at me, our eyes meeting even through my veil of hair, and he took the box from her. “Thanks.”
I dropped my eyes again, tears burning them.
No. I would not cry.
I had no reason to cry.
“You sure I can’t just tear one of her arms off?” Loralie whispered. "She doesn’t need both of them."
I sighed. “It would make me feel better.”
“Not today,” Tsukiko said. “Maybe some day, but you can’t tear an arm off today.”
“Spoilsport,” Loralie muttered.
I let out a short, soft laugh, but it was cut short when Norma laughed at something Dante said.
“Just a few hours left,” Tsukiko whispered.
Hopefully, I could make it that long.
They thought they’d have it easy being monster elites, but these three best friends still have to deal with pop quizzes, crushes, and even worse…humans.
Frances Stein, Loralie Reaper, and Tsukiko Okami just want to play games and relax after their classes. Any hopes of chilling out, however, are destroyed when humans attack Monster Academy and try to use the students for ransom.
In order to defeat the humans and protect their fellow monsters, they must work side by side with their crushes without giving away their secrets. Of course, that would be a lot easier if they were able to stick together, but in a move that betrays insider knowledge, the BFFs are separated.
By tapping into their monstrous powers and working with their crushes, they will open their hearts and unlock abilities long thought dead. But will it be enough to save all of monster-kind? It’s going to be one hell of a year at Monster Academy.
Publisher: Crescent Sea Publishing
Release Date: June 2nd, 2020
Formats: paperback, ePub, Kindle
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