Iâ€™m Isabel Green, and I didnâ€™t mean to summon a demon. Well, okay, I did, but only because I was desperate for a date to the Brixton Academy Annual Fall Ball. (Itâ€™s a long story.) I just didnâ€™t actually think it would work. Because, like, my magic never works right, and it gave everyone at school food poisoning (another long story). Iâ€™m basically the last person who should have been able to summon anyone, let alone a powerful demon. And I certainly didnâ€™t expect to get stuck with him.
Worse, the summoning spell wonâ€™t let us get very far apart from each other, so now heâ€™s living in my dorm, where Iâ€™m definitely not supposed to have boys over. Especially ones who are secretly demons. And not so secretly jerks. Okay, that partâ€™s not actually prohibited by school rules, but it probably should be. I mean, why couldnâ€™t I get stuck with a nice demon instead of one who constantly gets on my nerves?! Even if he is, um, super hot.
Now heâ€™s going to all my classes with me, heâ€™s seen all my deep dark secrets (well, a shrine to my ex, but whatever), and if I canâ€™t find a way to unsummon him, like, pronto, heâ€™s going to completely ruin my life. Oh, and on top of all that, my magicâ€™s getting even wonkier than it already was. Except when Iâ€™m casting forbidden black magic, and then it works a little too well. So, thatâ€™s a thing. And if I canâ€™t figure out why this is happening to me, or why my parents are keeping secrets about our ancestryâ€”thanks for that, guysâ€”well, letâ€™s just say that having a snarky demon on my hands is going to be the least of my worries.