Braymore Academy: Year 0.5: Braymore Academy, #1

By Jordyn LeFay

Isabella Garcia always knew something was different about her.

 

She sees dead people … and she can resurrect them too.

​​​​​​​Well, she could that is, if necromancy was permitted at Braymore Paranormal Academy.

​​​​​​​It's not.

​​​​​​​​​​​​​​Living the very public life of the mayor's daughter, Bella's college plans are simple...get in, get her degree, get out. Keeping her powers hidden has always been rule number one. But when she meets and falls for not one, not two, but three sexy guys, her course curriculum takes an unexpected turn.

​​​​​​​Only one problem, they're all deceased, and each of them needs something very specific from her… something no seer has ever survived.

And as the darkness infecting Braymore Academy continues to consume innocent lives, Bella will have to save her guys if she has any hope of saving her town, and saving herself.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Red Check Press
• Release date: May 15, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393840640

Jordyn LeFay

Jordyn LeFay is a full time novelist who keeps busy writing, and wrangling a 30 pound leopard she calls Kitty.   Jordyn spends her days writing stories that sizzle, and her nights researching them.   She lives in the Northeast with her handsome husband, her cutie-patootie son...and her overly active imagination.   Favorite quote: "Well-behaved women rarely make history."

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Isabella Malloch always knew something was different about her.

​​​​​​​She sees dead people ... and she can resurrect them too.

​​​​​​​Well, she could that is, if necromancy was permitted at Braymore Paranormal Academy.

​​​​​​​It's not.

​​​​​​​​​​​​​​Living the very public life of the mayor's daughter, Izzy's college plans are simple...get in, get her degree, get out. Keeping her powers hidden has always been rule number one. But when she meets and falls for not one, not two, but three sexy guys, her course curriculum takes an unexpected turn.

​​​​​​​Only one problem, they're all deceased, and each of them needs something very specific from her... something no seer has ever survived. And as the darkness infecting Braymore Academy continues to consume innocent lives, Izzy will have to save her guys if she has any hope of saving her town, and saving herself.

MEET THE DEAD-SEXY book boyfriends you'll want to bring to life in Braymore Academy: Year One.

BRAYMORE ACADEMY: YEAR 0.5

SOME PEOPLE ARE DESTINED for greatness...and then there's me.

I've never minded my lack of paranormal abilities because my family provides more than enough drama to keep things interesting. Living a life of anonymity has its challenges when your parents are infamous Warlocks. And escaping to my mundane job at the cafe is supposed to be my safe space until I can get my college plans sorted and have normal life. One that’s free from magic.

But when three exceptionally hot guys crash into my world, everything is flipped upside down.

Suddenly, I'm seeing things that may or may not be there, and feeling things I couldn't possibly feel...like a searing desire for all three of them...and a sense that I've met them all before.

My destiny doesn’t include sinfully sexy guys and a paranormal college...

So why is the invitation so hard to resist?

Chapter One

My heartbeat quickens .

I hear a sigh.

A moan.

Another...louder...longer.

It takes a few more gasped breaths to realize those sounds...primal and wanton...they're coming from me.

A smooth hard body moves next to me. Instinctively I roll onto my side. It's a guy. Eyes darker than night, and lips...oh my god those lips. They lower slowly onto my breast, his tongue flicks over my nipple, hardening it.

I can't... can’t... breathe. I gasp another breath, as my thighs clench. I feel another mouth, hear more ragged breathing. There are more bodies here in the darkness. Here in my bed.

A warm hand slides under my silk robe to cup my other breast. I reach out my hand searching, knowing I'll find someone, but not knowing who. There are three men in my bed. In bed with me and they're—

Ohmygod... I gasp as a warm palm slides down my stomach below my navel.

You said you couldn’t choose. A voice whispers next to my ear.

"She said she wouldn’t choose." Says a different voice. One that’s cold and sharp, and I shudder against it. I blink in the darkness of my desire, trying to focus on his face.

His icy blue eyes cut into me. Will you tell us to stop?

He’s daring me, with his gaze and his mouth and his fingers now working their way between my thighs. His