The Neo & Crown

[Slowburn] Cerce Hayes has ended someone’s life in the ring. It was one punch, one black flash from his glove, and his opponent’s heart stopped beating. Doctors claimed it was an accident. He knew that wasn’t the case. Then he got a letter from the academy which shouldn’t be here, Silvermoor Academy, the secret university for sorcerers. And he could become a part of it. Problem: he is a Neo. Non-bloodliner. A first-born sorcerer in his bloodline. At Silvermoor Academy, Neos make up one percent of the student body and serve as mere specimens. The other ninety-three percent are aristocratic bloodliners whose magical abilities stretch into centuries. Bellamy Sterling is the most disgusting example of them. The Crown, rich heir, absolute aristocracy. The best student in all classes, untouchable and unreachable. He didn’t work for anything. No one ever got close to him. They’re supposed to hate each other. They do.