Pixie Problems

Being human, my life at Silver Oaks isnt quite a fairytale. This is a school for fae refugees, and Im not one. Instead, Im going to be a knight in shining armor - wielding the one thing none of them want to be around: iron.

Im just not very good at being a hero. My magic is dangerous to the fae. My cool new powers include doing all the things they cant, and yet somehow Im supposed to be their champion? Sadly, this whole thing doesnt come with a manual. But thats ok. Im not good at following directions anyway.

So Im making it up as I go, which basically means protecting my friends. It doesnt matter if thats from rumors which cut deep, magical malfunctions, or the nuances of seasonal politics. Im going to figure this stuff out, because I finally found where I belong - the one place where being all wrong makes me just right.

I may have started out in the ashes of burned bridges, but love is driving me. The kind I have for my new-found family, my friends, and the pretty pixie who is so much more than my best friend. The best part is that instead of some fairy godmother, I ended up with a kick-ass crow.

Together, we will make monsters into Prince Charmings.

And when the spell wears off, I might actually find my own happily ever after - or die trying.