by Samantha Verba (Author)
The moment I stepped foot in this house I knew I was going to die, or maybe I was dying before I got here. I don't know, Mom always said I was a hypochondriac, but this feels different. There's something seriously strange about Harker Drake and finding out the truth will be the death of me. Werewolf, wizard, shapeshifter, heck maybe he's a robot and I'm just overthinking it. I thought he was a vampire, but like, come on, that would be so obvious. At the very least, he's totally annoying and clearly has an attitude problem. I guess I can still leave wraith on the table, but human? Fat chance. How am I supposed to live with him when he clearly doesn't want me here? Classes haven't even started yet, and this school year already bites.