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

Later that day in Undead Botany, some of us nearly died. Again. Whether it was because we were freshmen or because of Ryze's effect on magic since his return, I didn't know.


"Adhuc plantabis vixeritis," the freshmen all said to the dead vines coiled on their tables.


Sparkling green leaves and red berries burst out of Jon's. Mine stayed dead. Echo's and the rest of the class's, however... Well, their vines came alive all right. After unwinding slowly, their vines struck like snakes. They attacked their necks, looped around, and squeezed.


"Echo!" I shouted as her vine yanked her up out of her seat. She and my other classmates, too, except Jon and me.


It all happened so fast. Their legs kicked fiercely as they clawed at the vines strangling them, their faces starting to turn red. Up and up they went as the other ends of their vines swung around the crossbeams on the ceiling. 


Professor Lipskin surged to his feet, spread his hands out, and yelled, "Plantabis illos in."


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