Novels by Drisler Hobbs

I’M NOT YOUR PET, Zeda texted back, her fingers flying across the screen.A reply came instantly, a winky-face emoji attached. WE’LL SEE ABOUT THAT.Zeda gritted her teeth. WHO ARE YOU?PRINCE TORVIN, SAVE UP.AND IF I DON’T?YOU’LL END UP WISHING YOU DID.The threat made a shiver run down her spine. She saved his contact as "Manipulative Bastard.""Congrats, Zeda, you're the talk of the academy," Carrie said as Zeda walked into their room and flopped onto her bed.Zeda wasn't surprised. The videos of her run-ins with Vyr and Torvin were all over the internet. "I guess I'm screwed," she muttered."Maybe," Carrie sighed. "Torvin isn't someone who lets things go easily. He always gets what he wants. And Vyr, well, you're the first person to openly challenge him. I have no idea what he has planned for you.""But none of it was my fault. I didn't mean to break Torvin's car window, and Vyr was being a jerk," Zeda said."Tell me everything. The videos only show the middle of the action," Ca

"Aren't you taking me with you?" Zeda asked, frowning as Adrian got into a white Aston Martin. "Obviously not," he said, shutting the door. "Hey, wait!" Zeda yelled, tapping his window. Adrian glared at her, rolling it down slowly. "Can I help you?" he asked, sounding annoyed. "Are you kidding me? You're supposed to show me around the mage kingdom and teach me things, like Mr. Percival said," Zeda reminded him, irritated. Adrian rolled his eyes. "Let's save it for another day. I've got something more important to do right now." Zeda glared at him. "Another day? We haven't even planned my training periods." She was eager to start. If she really had supernatural powers, then she wanted to access them quickly. Adrian let out a frustrated sigh and held out his hand. "Give me your schedule." "What?" Zeda asked. "Are you deaf?" he snapped impatiently. "I said, give me your schedule. I'll look at it with mine during my spare time and figure out some good days for

Zeda followed Mr. Carl back to the administration building, heading for her meeting with Mr. Percival. Her phone was buzzing with messages from the crew's group chat, which Darcy had added her to. Vyr had gotten his way, and now both he and Zeda would play the lead roles in the drama for party night. Everyone in the chat was voicing their opinions, with lots of negative comments aimed at her."You don't have to worry too much about what the crew thinks about you, dear," Mr. Carl said as he drove. "You just need to focus on the drama and make it unforgettable. You'll be the first new student in Shadowbrook's history to be part of any event at the new intakes party."Zeda nodded, feeling a little better after his words. But then, acting with Vyr would be so hard. How long could she last without slapping him because of his arrogance?Zeda took a deep breath to calm her nerves as she got closer to Mr. Percival's office."Come in, Zeda," she heard his voice say before she even knocked

Vyr couldn't believe it. His mind compulsion was the strongest in Shadowbrook Academy. How did this newbie shrug it off?He glared at the girl who dared to stand up to him. Even through his anger, he couldn't help but notice her flawless, oval face, that perfect little nose, and those high cheekbones. He gritted his teeth. He should be furious, not checking her out!"How dare you touch me?" he snarled, his voice like ice.The girl lifted her chin and stepped closer. "Try that again, and I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget."Vyr was stunned for a second. No one had ever threatened him before. And he hated to admit it, but her fiery attitude was actually turning him on, and her warm, caramel scent wasn't helping. He needed to get away from her, and quickly, without looking like a fool.He scoffed and leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. "I'd love to see you try, kid."Zeda watched Vyr strut back to his seat like he owned the world. She'd expected him to actually do somethi

ARROGANT JERK!“It means there’s something special about you.”Zeda frowned at Carrie’s words the next day, dropping the letter in her hand onto a nearby table. No matter how often her roommate and now friend called her special, Zeda didn't feel that way.The letter was from Mr. Percival, saying he wanted to talk to her and fix her class schedule. Three neatly ironed Shadowbrook Academy uniforms had also been delivered with the letter. They fit her perfectly, though the skirts were almost too short.She stared at her reflection in the long mirror, fully dressed for her first day. She loved the uniform: a white shirt, a gray flare skirt, and a black blazer with a black tie.Just as Lucian had been surprised she met Mr. Percival on her first day, Carrie was shocked he was fixing her class schedule himself.“Is it really a big deal? Him fixing my schedule?” Zeda asked, adjusting her skirt."It's a hundred percent a big deal, girl!" Carrie exclaimed. “Teachers are usually the ones who a

"Oh my goodness, Zeda!" Carrie exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement as Zeda stepped back into their room. "Prince Lucian just walked you to our door! On your very first day!"Zeda frowned. "Is that a big deal?"Carrie's eyes widened even more. "Are you kidding me? We're talking about Lucian Umbra! The fallen angel of Shadowbrook Academy."Zeda just shrugged. "I don't know anything about this school, or why Lucian is called a prince, or even a fallen angel."Carrie slowly shook her head, full of wonder. "Lucian is the Prince of the Demon kingdom, even though he's the only demon here at Shadowbrook."Zeda swallowed hard. Was Lucian serious after all?"What do you mean by demon kingdom?" she asked, curious.Carrie stared at her like Zeda had grown a second head. "You really don't know what you've gotten yourself into."Zeda felt uneasy. "No, obviously not.""How did you even ascend the realm if you don't know anything about the supernatural world or what Shadowbrook Academy is for?"