Sparking Magic (Protectors Academy Book #1)

I woke up with no memory, running for my life, and magic I didn't know I had.

One moment I'm bursting from the woods into a stranger's headlights. The next, I'm waking up at Protectors Academy—an elite school where the heirs of magical dynasties train to guard the realm from an ancient enemy.
I'm given two choices: learn to control my wild magic, or spend my life in a cage.
Except I'm not like the other mages. I don't need their conduit rings. My power is raw, dangerous, and unlike anything they've seen before. Worse, someone on the powerful Magic Council wants me dead, and they're not giving up.

The only bright spot? Four sinfully gorgeous men who can't seem to stay away from me:
Fergus—the golden-haired sunshine with a dark family secret
Cole—the ice-cold heir who burns hot when we touch
Declan—the tattooed bad boy with a rebel's heart
And one more who's about to enter my orbit...
When we're together, something awakens. Our magic intertwines, evolves, transforms into something forbidden. The kind of magic that could get us all killed.
Because I'm starting to remember who—and what—I really am. And if the Council discovers the truth, they won't just kill me.
They'll destroy everyone I'm starting to love.
The problem with forbidden magic? Once awakened, there's no going back.

Sparking Magic is a steamy reverse harem academy romance with a badass FMC who doesn't choose, a found family that fights together, and magic that ignites when these five souls collide. Expect chosen one prophecies, political intrigue, deadly secrets, and heat that will leave you breathless. This is book one in the Protectors Academy series.

Branches scraped against my face as I sprinted through the dense trees, slapping branches out of my way. It was so dark and I couldn’t see a damn thing, but if they caught me, I’d be dead. 
Suddenly, I went flying, hands outstretched to catch my fall. A tree root had caught my ankle and I hit the ground hard. I winced, grunted, shook off the pain and scrambled forward. 
They would come after me. 
Something deep in my chest told me they’d always come after me now. Now they knew who I was. 
Red flashed in my eyes as fire ripped through my body. I was back in a lab with men standing over me, their hands outstretched, saying words I didn’t understand that swirled around me as fire ripped through my body, red light overcoming everything else in the room. 
Shaking the memory off, I stumbled forward. The woods around me were pitch black and silent. 
I couldn’t let them get me. 
They’d kill me this time for sure. 
Branches tore at my bare legs as I barreled through the woods in search of a road. My only hope was a road. The crimp in my side was telling me I couldn’t keep running forever. If I found a road, then I could flag down a car, catch a ride to…
My mind drew a blank. 
Where would I go? 
Where did I come from?
Shit. 
What was my name?
My mind was blank. Nothing. I couldn’t remember a damn thing except for the lab and the pain and the red. Always the red. 
My legs pumped harder, fear driving me forever forward. I didn’t know where I’d come from, or where I was going, but I couldn’t stop. 
I checked the sky as I ran.
The wood was becoming less dense and I could see a half moon peeking through the trees. Less dense could mean civilization somewhere close by or at least a clearing so I wouldn’t keep getting all bloodied and scratched. My feet were cut to hell and bleeding.
 My sprinting became running, then became fast walking. 
Everything hurt.
My breath came in ragged bursts as I limped through the forest. I clutched my side, trying to push away the searing pain as my feet carried me forward through the brush. Thorns and twigs tore at my skin as I forced myself onward, checking over my shoulder whenever I dared look back. So far, the woods stayed quiet. But inside my head, the red flashed and roiled. 
The smell of burning hair filled my nostrils and screaming reverberated all around me. Blood dripped down my face.
I swiped at it, but there was nothing wet on my face. 
Terror slammed into my gut and a sob escaped from my lips. I choked the sound off. They wouldn’t get a hint of my location. 
With my eyes straining to see ahead of me, I sprinted forward again,
A flash of white light flitted through the trees, throwing shadows that stretched as they slid sideways.
Headlights.
I ran faster, forgetting the pain in my feet, the cramp in my side. I was getting the hell out of these damn woods and survive this ordeal. 
I burst out of the trees and found a road.
It curved around a grove of trees and straightened, the dark wood on either side of it. The memory flashed again. 
The smell of burnt skin and hair filled my nostrils and placed me right back in the lab. The now destroyed and smoking lab filled with screams and sobs. 
The restraints on my arms and legs were gone, burned off by the red light. I stared down at my wrists. The red light hadn’t burned me. Swinging my legs to the side, I slid off the bed onto the floor. It was time to run.
The memory faded as the ground dropped beneath me.
I fell down the small embankment just as a car curved around the bend. 
I screamed, putting my hands up in defense. The car flew right at me, the screeching of brakes making it buck and fishtail.
The driver had seen me, but it was too late. The car was going too fast. 
Red energy exploded out of me as my arms dropped to my side. Dizziness washed over me as power rushed through my arms, lifting them in front of me. 
Metal scraped against pavement and the tires screeched again. My body hit the ground. 
More tires screeched as someone picked me up. A man’s face swam in my vision.
His mouth moved, but I couldn’t make out any words. 
And then everything went black.