Magical Creatures Academy Special Edition Omnibuses (Complete Series)

I come from a long and powerful line of supernaturals, but I’ve never shown any abilities whatsoever.

So when the prestigious Magical Creatures Academy invites me to attend, I’m more than a little hesitant. From shifters to vampires and even fae, everyone flaunts their impressive abilities … everyone but me.

I’m so frustrated I’m about ready to give up, when the super handsome and totally-off-limits prince of the elves decides to show me some extra attention.

He’s not the only one who has his sights set on me though. A dangerous rebel faction is closing in on the school, and they don’t think I’m a dud either. Instead, they believe I’m hiding a rare and coveted form of magic, one they could use to turn me into the ultimate weapon.

I just wanted to find a place to belong, but now my very existence could threaten everyone I’ve ever known or loved. No pressure, right?

Night Shifter is the start of an exciting, magic-filled fantasy; starring a girl with lots of moxie; fine, brawny shifters; BFFs with questionable morals; and pygmy trolls in need of an attitude adjustment.

Every light in the living room was on, revealing the droopiness of the well-worn furniture. The grandfather clock on the far wall creaked loudly with each sweep of its pendulum as it prepared to chime three times. My father and brother shared a nervous look with each other before pretending they hadn’t—for my sake. So much of what they’d done the last few days had been to calm my nerves.

They’d failed miserably.

“Take a seat, Rina. You’re not helping things by wearing a path into the hardwood floor,” Dad said.

I met his eyes, always heavy, and then continued my pacing. It wasn’t often that I dared disobey him so blatantly, but I’d earned this one. I couldn’t stay still.

“Rina,” Dad said, but the clock’s hands clicked into place and the clock clanged three times. Dumm, dumm, dummmm. I’d always enjoyed the deep toll that was quintessential home. Tonight, it grated on my last nerve; one of my eyelids twitched.

Now that it was three in the morning, there was no way I’d be able to take a seat. Dad seemed to accept the fact, rubbing a hand across his tired face.

Three minutes. There were only three minutes left until my fate would be decided for me, and I wouldn’t have a lick of a say as to how things would go down.

I chewed at my cuticles and picked up the pace.

“It’s going to be okay,” my brother said from his spot on the couch, the one that sagged from so many nights spent together when we’d tried to act as if we were a normal family.

I offered Ky a grimace. “Since when do you do empty platitudes?”

Under any other circumstances he might have smiled. “Since you won’t stop moving. You’re driving us nuts.”

“Yeah, well, you’re just going to have to deal with it. My entire life is about to be determined in a minute and a half.”

No one said anything while a half-minute ticked by. Never had the grandfather clock’s movements been so abrasive.

“Either way, it’s going to be fine,” Dad said. “Either you’ll be a shifter like your brother”—and like my mother, though Dad rarely mentioned her unless he had to—“or you’ll be a mage like me.”

I snapped my head around to glare at him. “Or I’ll be human. Did you just forget about that possibility?”

Dad cleared his throat and cast a fast look at the clock’s hands. “It’s incredibly unlikely that you’ll be human when neither of your parents is, uh, was, ah...” He cleared his throat again and I regretted my attitude for a moment.

My face softened, until I too glanced at the clock. “Thirty seconds.” I swallowed loudly enough to be heard across the living room. Never had my throat been this dry.

I snapped my fingers from my mouth, clenched them together, and turned to face the clock as if it were a judge about to sentence me to life in prison.

Dad and Ky both opened their mouths—to say something soothing, I suppose—but in the end they said nothing and faced the clock. Ky stood and moved to my side; he draped an arm around my shoulders as if he did it every day, but I could tell he was as uncomfortable as I was. We hadn’t touched on purpose since I started fifth grade and decided I was a big girl.

Even then I’d believed I was ready to grow up. How wrong I’d been. I’d give anything to have an extension and prolong my eighteenth birthday for at least another year. Once that minute hand circled to twelve, there was no going back, one way or another.

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✔️Found Family
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