Witches, wizards, and one judgmental, talking cat. Welcome to my new life. I'm Clementine Cole. I thought I was a normal nineteen-year-old with anger issues, but I was wrong. I’m not angry, I'm just a witch. After my cat started talking to me one night, I made a few discoveries: First, magic is real and nightmares aren’t just in your dreams. Second, I'm the last witch in the world. Third, there's an academy for magic users just like me. Trouble is, I don't quite fit in at the academy. Witches get a bad rap, and everyone thinks we're destined to turn evil. Okay, maybe I've been in a few fights and speak my mind, but I'm no villain. "Good witches don't lie," my teachers tell me. If I don't want to get kicked out of the academy, I have to follow the rules. No fighting, no lying, and definitely no secrets. But what if the one keeping secrets is the headmistress herself? Welcome to the Academy of Shadowed Magic.