Lindsey R. Loucks

Last spring, Dawn found her older brother dead in a pool of his blood. His killer stood over him, wearing a smile as sharp and ghastly as his knife.

Last summer, she tracked the killer down. He's a student at Necromancer Academy and part of a secret fraternity known as the Diabolicals.

This fall, Dawn will scrap her admission to the prestigious White Magic Academy. She'll trade sparkly healing charms and bright dresses for death charms and black cloaks. She'll melt into the shadowy halls of Necromancer Academy.

And she will have her revenge.

The Necromancer Uprising series is created by Lindsey R. Loucks, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Necromancer Uprising Series

Jon rushed me over the bridge. The wheelchair squeaked at the speed, and the bridge creaked underneath us. My stomach climbed into my throat as the hands snatched toward us. One grabbed the corner of my blanket and yanked it from my lap so hard it snapped in the air. Then it plunged into the water without a ripple and vanished. I could only imagine if that were me instead of the blanket. A long shudder ripped up my back.


Jon made it to the other side and didn't stop until we made it to the low, iron-barred fence surrounding a medium-sized graveyard. A breeze stirred the branches in the trees towering over us. The pocket of no sound had vanished.


"Dawn, meet Quiet," Jon said, breathing hard.


Echo handed a shovel to Jon. "Some mage is buried at the bottom of the pond. It's rumored he tried to make himself go deaf because noise bothered him."


Jon pushed me closer to the graveyard. "Nothing if you're sane."


Chapter 103