Academy Of Beasts I

By Becca Fanning

I lost everything in the fire, then I was whisked away to this Academy for Shifters.
I don't know anyone, I don't like anyone, and I definitely can't trust anyone.
And they don't even know that I have a secret...
I'm not supposed to be here. I'm not a Shifter. I'm something else.
All the while these five young men stare at me with primal hunger...
USA Today Bestselling Author Becca Fanning is proud to bring you this Reverse Harem Academy Romance serial, packed with all the action, intrigue and great chemistry you can handle!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gizmo Media
• Release date: Jan 4, 2021

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Prologue

Ashes and smoke.

That’s what I saw, mostly.

Ashes all around me and then someone swimming into view. A broad-faced man with scrunched together eyebrows. A grim look, the kind you don’t even try to hide. I attempted to choke out a greeting, but my throat was dry from the smoke. I felt arms encircle me from behind, pulling me away from the crumbling ruins of 34 Greenpark Ave. My home for the last fifteen years.

My home no longer.

And yet, all of this felt oddly familiar. I took a dreamy trip through my brain. The burning. The wreckage. Somewhere in this, I know my parents are already gone from this world. I hoped it was quick. I sighed into the cool night air. The hands stopped dragging me.

She’s in shock, a deep voice said.

Of course, she’s in shock. They made a mess of this scene. Good thing we got her. The parents appeared to be human. Probably adopted.

The body, belonging to the first voice, dipped closer to me. I felt him brush my shoulder and give me a shake. My vision swam. Gone was the dire expression. All I could see were blurred shapes, gray moving lumps in the dim light.

We sure she’s a shifter? Doesn’t look like one.

Smell her, the other one offered. I heard an inhale. I wanted to laugh, but my sore body wouldn’t allow it. My ribs ached inside me. I closed my eyes instead and begged to drift away.

She’s gotta be one hell of a late bloomer. First Voice still seemed skeptical. Let’s get her to the Academy.

They’re wrong. Dead wrong. I’m as human as my parents, who are gone from this world. I can feel the warm touch of a tear running down my face. They’ve got the wrong girl. Shifters are powerful mythical creatures that live in far-flung pockets of the world. They have immense power and unique abilities, depending on their animal.

And me? I’m not that.

I can’t remember the drive. If it was in a car or a truck or an ambulance. But I do remember First Voice telling me to be strong. That I was going somewhere safe. A place where young shifters could live freely and be successful. He said that I probably wasn’t told about my shifter powers.

Don’t worry. You’ll survive this.

Was he right?

Darkness overtook me, and I let the world slip away.

Chapter 1

My name is Fiona Adelson, and I’m almost 100% certain that I’m not a shifter. Gym was my worst subject in high school, and besides the occasional yoga class, I was never much for athletics. I was an average student. I was an average girl. Just another young woman living in the suburbs and making plans to hang out with friends occasionally. I’d been looking at going to community college for computer science or marketing. There’s a bizarre birthmark on my lower back, but that’s about the strangest thing about me.

And now…

Everything was different.

When I woke up, the smoke had been replaced by sheets so white that they burned my eyes. I was in some kind of cot. I shifted beneath the sheets and a thin blanket. This hospital bed screamed clinical, but the stone walls that my eyes found told a different story. Completely medieval. This was some kind of a hospital wing.

I rubbed my face, which felt freshly clean but raw. I ran a finger across my eyelids and found puffy tender flesh. No doubt outrageously pink as my skin tended to get.

You’ve been crying all night, someone said. I jerked my head to the side as a figure approached. Chestnut curls paired with twinkling green eyes? I might be in trouble. A young man, probably not much older than me, in a fine-looking Oxford shirt with an emblem sewn onto the pocket. He had the shirt rolled up to reveal strong forearms, but it was his wicked grin that caught my eye.

Everything else in the room seemed to tumble away as he threw himself into the chair beside my bed. Must be lonely here, he said casually. As if we were already friends. He gestured with his thumb to motion towards the room around us, unintentionally flexing his powerful arm. There’d been boys who played rugby at my high school, but they were never so tall.

Shifter. Something in my body knew it, deep down in my bones.

He was right. The room was utterly empty besides us.

I might’ve been offended, but there was no malice in his face. Only a cheeriness that seemed even brighter than the linens. Excuse me?

Theo, he said and stuck out a hand towards me. I’m sorry to hear about what happened.

I reached out my hand to return the gesture, but my arm was caught by the monitoring system. So that was the nonstop beeping in my ear. I thought about ripping the finger contraption off my hand. Instead, I watched his smile beamed as he leaned forward to slide his hand into mine. Warm, strong. I nearly closed my eyes to delight in his positive presence.

"What did happen?" I asked him as he pulled away.

He froze.

The nurse hasn’t told you? he asked. The easiness melted away from him. It was like watching water burn up on the scalding pavement. I frowned. A sudden clamor sounded at the end of the long room. A stout woman in a white nurse’s uniform flew through the doors.

Theo! she bellowed and began wagging her finger at him. Leave it to you to harass my pretty young charge before I’ve even had a chance to see her myself.

He threw his hands up in mock innocence. I didn’t know! They told me to go grab the new girl!

New girl. I was the new girl?

"There will be no grabbing today. Look at her. You can see her after I’ve talked with her," the nurse snapped. As she got closer, I could read her nametag.

Reviews for Academy Of Beasts I

[Barb · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

The story line/plot is really good. Seems like it written by someone young. I couldn’t stop reading until book 23.

My issues begin with poor grammar that gets atrocious at book 10 and afterwards. It’s really annoying! College students behave more like high school teens or middle schoolers. Book 10 ends with Fiona planning to go on a date with Dracus after they had made up. Then Book 11 starts like they still have issues and eventually make up so there are major storyline gaps & repeats of same situations. This was extremely aggravating. Now that I’m towards the end I’m losing interest because she is getting more stupid...lacks true character development. Still sneaking out when she should take Ren with her! I don’t think anyone proofread this or had an editor of any type. Sex scenes are either interesting and then end or are really quick. It reads more like teens rather than older college students/YA. Please consider as constructive criticism.