: Amy Mah
: Smoking Hot The Diary of a Fire Demon
: Reardon Publishing
: 9781874192947
: 1
: CHF 6.10
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: Fantasy
: English
: 198
: Wasserzeichen
: PC/MAC/eReader/Tablet
: ePUB

Swapping bodies with a young female demon had not been part of the planned vacation.
Nor was having to attend a demonic high school for the magically gifted.
When the most magical thing you could do was set your own underwear on fire.
Life was not going to be easy, even less so with a painful tail that everyone trod on.
Owning a magic sword that always tried to look up your skirt when fighting, was not helpful.
But then nor was having a telepathic diary that corrected your thinking instead of your spelling.

Smoking Hot: (6)


Alyce awoke with the feeling that something was wrong, and it took a little while to work out that they had stopped. As she stepped out she stretched and tried to get some life back into her legs. So she was here, wherever here was. She was standing outside some very large gates made of what looked like black marble and that must weigh tons. Luckily they stood open; the walls to either side of them went up to some great unknown height that gave her the idea that a tower with a large eye could lay inside waiting for some Hobbit to bring it a ring.

As Alyce looked up at the gates of Doom, another rhino carriage arrived, and she watched the occupant push her luggage off the roof and start dragging it towards the gates. Alyce only realized she was staring when the girl with the standard horns and tail, which had a bow of what looked like pink ribbon tied at the end, gave her a cheerful wave and carried on through the gates, or, rather, she skipped her way through the gates. She gave her a half wave back and kept watching. Here she was thinking about Demons, devils and Hell’s gates when a girl skips in dressed all in pink with pink hair held in place with a large pink ribbon and pulling a large pink case.

Alyce collected her things from inside the carriage then pulled her own luggage off the roof, and as soon as it hit the ground, the rhino transport trotted off in the same direction from which they had come. She gave her luggage a little push and followed it through the gates. What faced her was not a large eye but a sign saying, “New students this way,” not that she could read the runes. When she got close, it spoke the words to her, “New students this way.” It was a little odd, perhaps, but at least she now knew that she was going in the right direction. What was not so helpful was as she passed, it added “And you’re late.”

The outside of the building was flat and very stony looking, and the inside was more like a big square room with glowing walls and corridors leading off in different directions. With a lack of staff to ask for help, it was just like a normal academy back on Earth. She didn’t find any more