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    About Tower Curator

    Hello everyone! I am Tower Curator and I write serial fiction. Since 2015, starting with Void Domain, I’ve been publishing roughly two chapters a week non-stop. The only breaks tend to be between the different series I’ve written. I publish in just about every genre, from urban-fantasy to isekai-adjacent, to a psychic espionage thriller. Everything I have written is available for free right here on my site.

    Outside writing, I typically spend my time playing games, reading books, and writing a bit more.

    Stories 6
    Chapters 1,021
    Words 3.6 M
    Comments 5,253
    Reading 12 days, 13 hours12 d, 13 h
    • Exploration

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa walked a full circle around her house. Everywhere she went, she walked across fresh green grass. Really fresh. It smelled like the grass had just been mowed even though almost all of it brushed by her knees. Behind the house, a small lake bordered a forest filled with high trees. Maybe redwoods—Alyssa wasn’t sure, her brother had been the Wilderness Ranger of the family. With the sun not too hot and the breeze just light enough to be pleasant against her skin, she might have enjoyed relaxing…
    • Stranger in a Strange Land

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa woke with a jolt. As if someone had stuck her with sharp prongs attached to a car battery; her heart pounded in her chest as sweat trickled down her brow. Somewhere in the background, the harsh repetitive tones of an alarm clock buzzed without pause. She couldn’t see anything but a hazy white light. Worst of all, her breath felt too hot and too moist in front of her face, as if she were breathing the same air over and over again. Which she was. With a heavy groan, Alyssa moved a hand up to…
    • Balancing the Scales

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      by Tower Curator “He was supposed to kill three more people over the next two months before hanging himself,” the angel said, still freaking out about Alyssa defending herself. Like it wasn’t the natural thing to do. Alyssa kept the angel in the corner of her eye as she stole a glance into the closet. Since the man hadn’t moved in about five minutes, she assumed that the angel was correct in that he was dead. Peeking around the corner didn’t reveal anything contradictory. He had his back against the wall,…
    • Off the Books

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      by Tower Curator “I’d tell you that it will be painless, just a few pricks and then an eternity of happiness and pleasure, but angels are forbidden from lying. I’ve been trying to get around that little annoyance for—” “Shut up,” Alyssa hissed to the overly chipper thing. Though she didn’t know why she bothered. The angel wasn’t even trying to be quiet. Which actually lent credit to her claims of being supernatural. Standing right in the doorway out of Alyssa’s parents’ room and talking, the…
    • Tenebrael Appears

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      by Tower Curator A queasy sensation welled up in the pit of Alyssa’s stomach as she stared down at the obviously broken neck. Alyssa turned away, fumbling around in her pocket for her cell phone. It wasn’t there. Right. Back on the couch. She stumbled, shaking knees failing to support her. Letting herself sit on the floor for only a moment in an attempt to quell her nerves, she couldn’t help but let out a slight laugh as adrenaline flooded out of her body. Using the abandoned bed as a handhold to get up, Alyssa…
    • Alyssa Meadows

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa dropped her keys off, letting them fall to the counter top with a clatter. The house was hot. Too hot. Especially after spending an hour at the gym. She was tired. She needed a shower, desperately. Most importantly, she needed some food. Pulling open the pantry door, she started scanning the shelves. Her eyes stared over the instant noodles, cereal, oatmeal, canned soups, potato chips, bread, and everything else inside. Finding absolutely nothing to eat, she moved on to the refrigerator. She…
    • Book Nine Epilogue

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      by Tower Curator "Lucy?" Eva called out as she crept into the dormitory room assigned to the demon in question. Unlike the student demons---who were all housed in the Rickenbacker---Lucy's assigned room was over in the Gillet. Eva honestly didn't think that she had ever been inside. It was eerie. She was so used to everything being where it was in the Rickenbacker that walking inside its identical twin sent shivers down her spine. Everything was mirrored. Instead of turning left at the top of the stairs, she had to turn…
    • Book Eight Epilogue

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      by Tower Curator Eva stood in the middle of a small clearing. Not the one a short distance from her prison. This clearing was out in the Infinite Courtyard in the center of Brakket Academy's main building. This would hopefully prove to be a much safer alternative. Or at least, more difficult to reach for the hunters. One, perhaps the more troublesome one, was dead. If Eva didn't miss her mark, the other might return with something of a grudge. Assuming she didn't starve to death because she couldn't feed herself…
    • Book Seven Epilogue

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      by Tower Curator Juliana stopped outside the front door of a smaller home on the outskirts of the city. The very outskirts. It was difficult to get farther away without technically being outside the city limits. Houses out here were few and far between. Brakket City wasn't much of a city to begin with, but out here, it was basically farmland. Abandoned farmland. Real rural area. With the abysmally low price of houses and her family's own wealth, it hadn't been much of an issue to purchase one. Juliana's father had…
    • Book Four Epilogue

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      by Tower Curator Juliana awoke with a start, eyes stinging as a few droplets of sweat fell. Another nightmare, she thought, lifting her head from where it rested on her mother's bed. At least this one had something more than just her mother dying in various horrifying ways. It had been a reminder about something she had forgotten. Something she couldn't allow to remain forgotten. "This is not a long-term care ward." The light in the infirmary was set as low as it could possibly go without actually being off.…
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