Just when I thought that going to a new school could be a fresh start for me, I realise I couldn’t have been more wrong. Not only has my almost-boyfriend dubbed me “The Queen of Freaks,” but it turns out I’m way more powerful than anyone could have ever imagined. That would be all well and good if everything was as it should have been at the Winterwood Academy but what most people don’t know is that there’s danger inside the walls of the Academy far worse than anything we might face outside the Wardings. Students are dying, and other than my super hot sidekick, I’m the only one who knows that there is a serial killer on the loose. When my newfound powers attract the attention of one of the most dangerous witches the Winterwood Academy has ever seen, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to make it out alive.

Winterwood Academy Book 2: Buried

“Bri? Where are you?” Peter insisted, pulling me from my thoughts.


The sound of someone clearing their throat behind me caused me to jump, and I almost dropped my phone as I spun to find Booth standing before me.


“Petey, I have to go. I’ll call you later, okay? I promise,” I said hurriedly into the phone when I saw the devastated yet gorgeous look on Booth’s face.


Before I had a chance to hear a protest from Peter, I ended the call and slammed my phone back into my satchel.


“I heard what happened,” I said past the lump in my throat, “Booth, I’m so sorry.”


Instinctively I reached out to touch his arm. When my fingers found his bare forearm, I found that he was freezing cold. It had to be grief because although it was late summer, it was still boiling hot outside.


“We have to figure this out, Bri.” Booth’s voice was hollow with grief, and the more I looked at him, the more I realised he had been crying.


Chapter 3