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Sophie Mercer thought she was a witch. That was the whole reason she was sent to Hex Hall, a reform school for delinquent Prodigium (aka witches, shapeshifters, and fairies). But that was before she discovered the family secret, and that her hot crush, Archer Cross, is an agent for The Eye, a group bent on wiping Prodigium off the face of the earth.Turns out, Sophies a demon, one of only two in the worldthe other being her father. Whats worse, she has powers that threaten the lives of everyone she loves. Which is precisely why Sophie decides she must go to London for the Removal, a dangerous procedure that will destroy her powers.But once Sophie arrives she makes a shocking discovery. Her new friends? Theyre demons too. Meaning someone is raising them in secret with creepy plans to use their powers, and probably not for good. Meanwhile, The Eye is set on hunting Sophie down, and theyre using Acher to do it. But its not like she has feelings for him anymore. Does she?

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Copyright 2011 by Rachel Hawkins All rights reserved Published by Hyperion - photo 1

Copyright 2011 by Rachel Hawkins

All rights reserved. Published by Hyperion, an imprint of Disney Book Group. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the publisher. For information address Hyperion, 114 Fifth Avenue, New York, New York 10011-5690.

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Table of Contents

For John, who said, You know what this book needs? More fire. And maybe some swords. This one time, honey, you were right.

Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.

Lewis Carroll

A t a normal high school having class outside on a gorgeous May day is usually - photo 2

A t a normal high school, having class outside on a gorgeous May day is usually pretty awesome. It means sitting in the sunshine, maybe reading some poetry, letting the breeze blow through your hair.

At Hecate Hall, a.k.a. Juvie for Monsters, it meant I was getting thrown in the pond.

My Persecution of Prodigium class was gathered around the scummy water just down the hill from the school. Our teacher, Ms. Vanderlydenor the Vandy, as we called herturned to Cal. He was the schools grounds-keeper even though he was only nineteen. The Vandy took a coil of rope from his hands. Cal had been waiting for us at the pond. When hed seen me, hed given me a barely perceptible nod, which was the Cal version of waving his hands over his head and yelling, Hey, Sophie!

He was definitely the strong and silent type.

Did you not hear me, Miss Mercer? the Vandy said, twisting the rope in her fist. I said come forward.

Actually, Ms. Vanderlyden, I said, trying not to sound as nervous as I felt, see this? I gestured to my mass of curly hair. This is a perm, and I just got it done the other day, soyeah, probably shouldnt get it wet.

I heard a few muffled giggles, and next to me, my roommate Jenna muttered, Nice one.

When I first came to Hecate, I wouldve been too terrified of the Vandy to talk back to her like that. But by the end of last semester, Id watched my great-grandmother kill my best frenemy, and the boy I loved had pulled a knife on me.

I was a little tougher now.

Which was something the Vandy apparently did not appreciate. Her scowl deepened as she snapped, Front and center!

I muttered a few choice words as I moved through the crowd. When I reached the shore, I kicked off my shoes and socks to stand next to the Vandy in the shallows, grimacing at the slimy mud under my bare feet.

The rope scratched my skin as the Vandy first tied my hands together, then my feet. Once I was all trussed up, she rose, looking satisfied with her handiwork. Now. Go all the way into the pond.

Umhow, exactly?

I was afraid she was going to make me hop out into the water until it was over my head, an image too mortifying to even contemplate. Cal stepped forward, hopefully to come to my rescue.

I could toss her off the pier, Ms. Vanderlyden.

Or not.

Good, the Vandy said with a brisk nod, like that had been her plan all along. Then Cal leaned down and swept me into his arms.

There were more giggles, and even a few sighs. I knew most girls would give up a vital organ for Cal to hold them, but my face flamed red. I wasnt sure this was any less embarrassing than flopping out into the pond on my own.

You werent listening to her, were you? he asked in a low voice.

No, I replied. During the part where the Vandy had been explaining why someone was about to go into the pond, Id been telling Jenna that I had not flinched just because some kid had called me Mercer yesterday, the way Archer Cross always did. Because I hadnt. Just like I hadnt had a dream last night that re-created in vivid detail the one kiss Archer and I had shared last November. Only, in the dream, there was no tattoo on his chest, marking him as a member of LOcchio di Dio, so there was no reason to stop kissing, and

What were you doing? Cal asked. For a second, I thought he was talking about my dream, and my whole body flushed. Then I realized what he meant.

Oh, I was, uh, talking to Jenna. You know, making monster small talk.

I thought I saw that ghost of a smile again, but then he said, The Vandy said that real witches escaped trial by water by pretending to drown, then freeing themselves with their powers. So she wants you to sink, then save yourself.

I think I can manage the sinking part, I muttered. The restnot so sure.

Youll be fine, he said. And if youre not up in a few minutes, Ill save you.

Something fluttered inside my chest, catching me by surprise. I hadnt felt anything like that since Archer had disappeared. It probably didnt mean anything. The sun was shining through Cals dark blond hair, and his hazel eyes were picking up the light bouncing off the water. Plus, he was carrying me like I didnt weigh anything. Of course Id feel butterflies when a guy who looked like that said something so swoon-worthy.

Thanks, I said. Over his shoulder, I saw my mom watching us from the front porch of what had been Cals cabin. Shed been staying there for the past six months while we waited for my dad to come get me and take me to Council Headquarters in London.

Six months later, and we were still waiting.

Mom frowned, and I wanted to give her a thumbs-up to let her know I was okay. All I could manage was raising my bound hands in her general direction, clocking Cal on the chin as I did so. Sorry.

No problem. Must be weird for you, having your mom here.

Weird for me, weird for her, probably weird for you since you had to give up your swinging bachelor pad.

Mrs. Casnoff let me install my heart-shaped Jacuzzi in my new dorm room.

Cal, I said with mock astonishment, did you just make a joke?

Maybe, he replied. Wed reached the end of the pier. I looked down at the water and tried not to shudder.

Ill be pretending, of course, but do you have any advice on how Im supposed to not drown? I asked Cal.

Dont breathe in any water.

Oh, thanks, thats super helpful.

Cal shifted me in his arms, and I tensed. Just before he tossed me into the pond, he leaned in and whispered, Good luck.

And then I hit the water.

I cant say what my first thought was as I sunk below the surface, because it was mostly a string of four-letter words. The water was way too cold for a pond in Georgia in May, and I could feel the chill sinking all the way into my bones. Plus my chest started burning almost immediately, and I sunk all the way to the bottom, landing in the slimy mud.

Okay, Sophie, I thought. Dont panic.

Then I glanced over to my right, and through the murky water, made out a skull grinning back at me.

I panicked. My first impulse was a human one, and I bent my body, trying to tear at the ropes across my ankles with my bound hands. I quickly realized this was profoundly stupid, and tried to calm down and concentrate on my powers.

Ropes off, I thought, imagining the bindings slithering off me. I could feel them give a little, but not enough. Part of the problem was that my magic came up from the ground (or something beneath the ground, a fact I tried not to think about too often) and it was hard to get my feet on the ground while I was trying not to drown.

ROPES OFF, I thought again, stronger this time.

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