Title: Hex Hall (Hex Hall #1 Series)
Author: Rachel Hawkins
Publisher: Hyperion Book CH
Three years ago, Sophie Mercer discovered that she was a witch. It’s gotten her into a few scrapes. Her non-gifted mother has been as supportive as possible, consulting Sophie’s estranged father–an elusive European warlock–only when necessary. But when Sophie attracts too much human attention for a prom-night spell gone horribly wrong, it’s her dad who decides her punishment: exile to Hex Hall, an isolated reform school for wayward Prodigium, a.k.a. witches, faeries, and shapeshifters.
By the end of her first day among fellow freak-teens, Sophie has quite a scorecard: three powerful enemies who look like supermodels, a futile crush on a gorgeous warlock, a creepy tagalong ghost, and a new roommate who happens to be the most hated person and only vampire student on campus. Worse, Sophie soon learns that a mysterious predator has been attacking students, and her only friend is the number-one suspect.
As a series of blood-curdling mysteries starts to converge, Sophie prepares for the biggest threat of all: an ancient secret society determined to destroy all Prodigium, especially her.
Hex Hall is basically about a young untrained witch, Sophie, who was raised by her human mother with no knowledge about her history, no idea about shifters – vampires – faeries, and who seemed to mess up one spell from another. Eventually she was sent to Hectate Hall where it houses teenagers of Sophies kind and then some.
Great thing about the book is the fact that it was a very light and quick read, it was funny hilarious plus the characters were so entertaining. You’ll end up smiling laughing reading the book. Hawkins writing was easy to adapt to and the story was vey straight forward. It was a combination of many things and that is one reason why I love this book. Recommended!
I gotta leave this here:
“Sophia Mercer,” Elodie intoned, “we have come to induct you into our sisterhood. Say the five words to begin the ritual.”
I blinked at her. “Are you freaking kidding me?”
Anna gave an exasperated sigh. “No, the five words are ‘I accept your offer, sisters.”
And another one:
“So if you can heal with your touch, why are you working here as like, Hagrid, or whatever?”
And who’ll forget this?
“I’m experiencing some teenage angst, Mrs. Casnoff,” I answered. “I need to, like, write in my journal or something.”