BLOOD FAE ACADEMY

Blood Fae Academy anthology by Claire Marta & Nia Farrell, Eileen Troemel, F. East, Margy Millet, Nathalie M.L. Römer, W. M. Dawson, Christina McCord, E. A. Phoenix, Angie Cottingham, Susan Stradiotto, and AnnaMarie Gardner.

Eleven stories beg the question: Will our Fae world survive all the changes?

Cover by Scott Carpenter.

Release Date 25 January 2024

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Blood Fae Academy includes

Torch

(Wildwood Fae Academy Book 1)

by Claire Marta and Nia Farrell

After a part-Fae teenager’s powers awaken, she’s enrolled in an Otherworldly academy where purebloods and mixed-bloods learn to master the elements.

Homeschooled for most of her life, Astra Greene isn’t prepared for her senior year in public school. When a bully targets an at-risk girl, Astra’s anger flares—and so does the bully’s phone, bursting into flames.

Suddenly her life is turned upside down and she’s enrolled in the Wildwood Fae Academy, where deadly creatures roam outside the walls and dangers lurk within. Surviving in this strange, new world will require mastering her powers—the sooner, the better.

A YA story, Torch introduces the new Wildwood Fae Adacemy Series.

Excerpt:

Flagstone paths wound past lush greenery and colorful blossoms, leading to reading nooks that were already in use. On the far side, a door opened into another garden, this one with native plants and trees thriving behind a high stone wall.

The flagstone path was barely visible in some places where vegetation spilled over the edges of the stones. Dana followed the left path when it parted, stopping when they reached a sitting area by a water feature with a cute miniature cottage beside it. The surface of the little pool was covered by white water lilies whose broad leaves floated on the surface. A cute little marsh frog was lounging on one of them.

“That’s Omar,” Dana informed her, pointing to the amphibian, who blinked his yellow eyes when he heard his name. “I don’t know the entire story, but supposedly he’s cursed.”

“Cursed?” Astra repeated. “As in, he’s not really a frog?”

“Not an ordinary frog, anyway. He’s been here for years and years, way longer than frogs usually live. And he knows things. Understands things. His name, for one.”

“Maybe he’s a student who failed to master his powers. Rhys—my father—said I had to stay here until I mastered mine, but what happens when someone doesn’t? I mean, do they go home in disgrace, or are they exiled to a commune made of failures? How long do students stay here, anyway? Who’s been here the longest?”

Dana bit her lip. “Just guessing, I’d say Maurelle. Purebloods have four elements to master, so they’re usually here longer. You won’t be here long,” she predicted. “Not the way you picked up torching. It took me a week’s worth of practice before I could light one finger, let alone ten like you did.”

Astra hoped Dana was right, that she wouldn’t be here long. It was only her first day here, and she was already missing her mother and grandma.