
It was morning, something that I dreaded I couldn’t believe it was time; it only seemed like a week ago, when my father told me I was a Sniper. I could remember each scene, as he told me, I Lexis Alice Zane, is a Sniper. As he stood there behind the house telling me to take a seat, “Honey, I need to tell you something”, he sighed “You’re a Sniper”, and I looked at him confused, what the heck is a Sniper? Is it werewolf?

Today was the day he would find out, if he got accepted to Necromancer Academy. His mom and dad had been 2nd class Necromancers, which means they could only control the undead. In the world of magic there were three styles of magic, the first was elemental, the second was Necrotic, and the third was draconic. Elemental magic was just that, controlling the elements, fire, water, ice, nature, earth, and wind. Necrotic was controlling the undead and the spark of life, the spark of life was the

Life in small town Springsville is dull and repetitive and Scarlett Adams is already dreading senior year. She got accepted into UCLA and can't wait to start her college life in California. Little does she know the new boy that moved into town makes her life a thousand times more intriguing. But he's somehow linked to her past, and her past is something she never wants to remember.

It was morning, something that I dreaded I couldn’t believe it was time; it only seemed like a week ago, when my father told me I was a Sniper. I could remember each scene, as he told me, I Lexis Alice Zane, is a Sniper. As he stood there behind the house telling me to take a seat, “Honey, I need to tell you something”, he sighed “You’re a Sniper”, and I looked at him confused, what the heck is a Sniper? Is it werewolf?

Today was the day he would find out, if he got accepted to Necromancer Academy. His mom and dad had been 2nd class Necromancers, which means they could only control the undead. In the world of magic there were three styles of magic, the first was elemental, the second was Necrotic, and the third was draconic. Elemental magic was just that, controlling the elements, fire, water, ice, nature, earth, and wind. Necrotic was controlling the undead and the spark of life, the spark of life was the

Life in small town Springsville is dull and repetitive and Scarlett Adams is already dreading senior year. She got accepted into UCLA and can't wait to start her college life in California. Little does she know the new boy that moved into town makes her life a thousand times more intriguing. But he's somehow linked to her past, and her past is something she never wants to remember.