Villain's Assistant

Secret designs and dark ambition have split the kingdom of Lam in half. Benjamin Black, raised among exiled villains and traitors on the Thieves’ Plain, learned enough nasty tricks to claw his way to valedictorian at the Villains’ Academy. Now he's set off on a quest to gain his rightful position as villain’s assistant to the newest archvillain. Benjamin’s dark future seems assured.

After sabotage cuts his employment goals short, a surprising new opportunity rises from the ashes. His choice may lead to something even more ambitious: reuniting a shattered kingdom—a task that will take all of Benjamin's evil genius to survive.

A gripping page-turner, Villain’s Assistant will keep you guessing until the last diabolical page.

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Morning Inspections
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Shadow of Lace
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Retrieving Forgotten Treasures
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A Tumble Under the Bleachers
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Ink Dipping
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Rainy Day Treats
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Guess What
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Graduation Day
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Death Day
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Try Not to Listen

Morning Inspections

Saba tightened the laces on her boots and tucked in the ends, hoping that would keep them tied and neat looking under inspections. She was hungry this morning and wanted to eat breakfast straight away. She didn’t want to relace and retie her boots, something she did at least three times every morning. She brushed[…]

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Shadow of Lace

Tia traced the shadow of the lace on the back of her hand. She’d forgotten how pretty it could be. She wondered if she could wear lace whenever she wanted now, if she agreed to stay. Her mother paced with stiff steps. She hadn’t quite recovered from spraining her knee yet. This had been a[…]

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Retrieving Forgotten Treasures

Jasmine crawled through the grass careful to keep her head down. She counted the bricks in the pathway. They were all bumpy and many were loose. The tree that grew along the path was never meant to get this big or else the path was never supposed to last this long. The roots had run[…]

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A Tumble Under the Bleachers

I noticed that Kara had grass in her hair. She didn’t the last time I saw her. We had just finished running 6 laps for class, but now that I think about it I don’t think Kara did. She smiled at me as she grabbed her school clothes out of the locker. She didn’t have[…]

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Ink Dipping

I dip my fingers into the ink. It’s really tacky. Old. I look up at Tina who smiles chagrined. “It’s not going to work.” I shake my head. Tina is crestfallen. “Can’t you make it work?” She squirms under the layer of rags she uses to make one oversized shirt. “See how thick this is? It[…]

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Rainy Day Treats

The aroma hit Tiffany’s nose before she’d crossed the threshold. It blended in with the warmth of her grandma’s kitchen. She shook out her rain jacket and hung her coat on the back of the door knob, so that it would drip on the towel grandma had left on the entryway floor. She took her[…]

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Guess What

Jessie tugged the laundry bag on to her shoulder again. It wasn’t heavy but after carrying it for two blocks, it tended to throw her off balance and grumpy. Elsa tugged on the sleeve of her shirt, sending her more off balance and more grumpy. “What is it?” Jessie quipped, switching shoulders. This movement helped[…]

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Graduation Day

By all appearances it looked to be an ordinary graduation day. The sun was shining. Students, faculty, and parents sat in their assigned places suspiciously glaring at their neighbors and eyeing the exits. Benjamin imagined his mother sitting in an aisle seat close to the back smirking over at him knowing only half the journey[…]

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Death Day

The windows cast puddles of light onto the dark hallway. Ellie skipped from puddle to puddle, imagining herself swimming through a pool of light and warmth. It had a way of chasing away her blues. She skipped down through the darker hallways because it was impossible to be scared when you skipped. The cadence and[…]

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Try Not to Listen

The wrappings around Trinity’s ears were thicker this morning than usual. She pulled the hood of her extra large hood over the top of her head to disguise the extreme measures she’d been forced to take. She locked the motel door and shoved muffins and a bottle of juice into the giant pocket in front[…]

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