Heroes aren’t born; they’re made. But so are villains.
Raine Campbell never knew she was special until her dormant magic unleashed to protect her friends.
But it couldn’t be contained or controlled.
Enter the School of Necessary Magic, where magical teens are taught to master their abilities and maybe learn some math.
During a forbidden trip into the massive underground city beneath the school –– off limits to freshman –– Raine discovers druids are disappearing. And no one seems to care.
Refusing to stand by and ignore it like everyone else, she dives into an increasingly dangerous plot to rescue them before the balance the druids maintain tips into chaos.
But doing so requires breaking rules that could lead to her expulsion and threatens to end her dream of working as a witch for the FBI, following in the footsteps of her father and uncle.
Join Raine on an action-packed adventure of magic and mayhem.
After all rules are just guidelines, right?
Say hello to old friends and meet the new freshmen class at the School of Necessary Magic.
Mara Berens stood in the circular driveway of the School of Necessary Magic, a cool breeze finally breaking the heat of a Virginia summer. She felt the opening in the magic without even having to turn around and look.
“They always say it’s the heat, not the humidity.” Turner Underwood, the elderly Light Elf and retired Fixer strode up behind her, tapping his elegant cane against the blacktop.
“It’s a wonder you ever snuck up on anyone, Turner. I could sense the portal opening.”
The old elf gave a laugh and leaned on the silver head of the cane shaped like a troll. “I have no need to travel so quietly anymore. Trust me, though I still have the goods.” He gave her a wink, letting out a deep chortle.
“You’re a thousand-year-old dirty old elf. Like a crazy Santa.”
“Now, there was a great Fixer. Still one of the best.” He let out a deep sigh and raised his cane, pulling in enough energy through his feet, sending out a ripple of magic across the grounds. “You know, everything holds a memory of some sort, particularly when it involves death.”
The magic settled down on the grass illuminating old trails of magic from the past months. Only an old Fixer like Turner could pull off such a trick. Intertwined with the trails made by all the different elves, shifters, witches and other magicals were the dark, pulsing lines of dark magic. The lines shimmered in the heat.
They were old reminders of what had happened on the school grounds in the past, almost shutting down the school forever. “Nearly burned down the place.” The silence hung in the air between them, broken when Turner raised his arms again, electrical currents racing across the grass, crackling and snapping, erasing any traces.
“You know why I’m here.”
“Clever little trick. You made your point.” Mara pressed her lips into a thin line. “I have an idea why you’ve arrived. Frankly, I’m surprised I didn’t see you sooner.”
“This is a chance for a fresh start. We can let go of the past and what the Dark families almost managed to do to the school.” He turned around and looked at the manor with a fresh paint of coat, hiding where there had once been a hole blasted through the masonry. “Maybe we can help others forget as well.”
“Don’t say it.” Mara looked down the long driveway toward the tall, iron gates. She could still see the waves of dark witches and wizards coming onto the grounds, intent on destruction.”
“Needs to be said, one more time. Death and destruction, that’s what everyone remembers about this school right now.”
Turner shrugged. “Fair enough, but enough do. It’s time we turn the page and start a new chapter, a new beginning for the school. A new class will be entering those same gates, soon enough.”
“I heard about the girl. She’s not a natural, you know, the young witch.”
Turner tapped his cane against the ground harder. “When has that ever been a requirement? I’m telling you, she’s just what we need at this school. How long have you been headmistress?”
“Twenty-three years and you know as well as I do.”
“This place was founded by the government to…”
“Find a way to help magicals and humans work together. I know the legacy.”
“A hardworking young witch whose family are all federal agents is just what we need. She’ll set a good example.”
“You’re acting like one girl is enough to erase all the memories.”
“It’s a start and a good one. Besides, you know I’m an optimist at heart.” The retired Fixer opened a portal and on the other side Mara could see the lush, green lawn of Turner’s estate in Austin, Texas. She felt a pang of desire to step through with him.
He saw the look on her face. “Come for a visit! Christmas is the perfect time. We can gather the entire family.”
“Does this girl even know she’s destined to come to the school?”
“Not yet, she’s not even on the humans’ radar, but soon enough. Trust me, Raine Campbell is just the beginning of a new day for the School of Necessary Magic. Have I ever been wrong?” He stepped through the portal, even as it was already closing.
Mara started to list a few times, but the portal had already closed, sparks spraying across the blacktop. She let out a sigh. “Alright, let the next chapter begin.”