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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 933
    Words 3.3 M
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    • Partners Cover
      by Tower Curator Juliana sat in her seat, gripping the armrests. This... she wasn't sure what to call it. Farce was a word that came to mind. Whatever it was, it had gone on long enough. By the looks of it, Eva didn't even know how close she had come to having her skull caved in while pulling off her cowboy impression on the back of that beetle. She had missed a broken plank by mere inches. Glancing away from the giant theater screen, Juliana frowned at Willie. He had leaned over, barely touching his seat. In…
    • Recovery Cover
      by Tower Curator Zoe's chest heaved as she took a deep breath of the crisp air within Ylva's domain. She turned to Wayne, letting all the air out in one long sigh. She gave off a half-smile, full of nervousness and worry. "Are we really doing this?" Wayne gave a short grunt. "I've done a lot of crazy things in my life. Jumping head first into Hell will be a new one." "You don't have to come with me." Wayne frowned. He opened his mouth, ready to berate her for saying that. After a moment of silence, he shook his…
    • Skirmish Cover
      by Tower Curator Eva wiped a handful of sweat-soaked dirt from her forehead. The sounds of fighting died off. Except for the goblin things. They apparently still needed to be taught at what point to cease tearing the enemy apart. "All targets down, commander." Nodding at her lieutenant, Eva surveyed the battlefield with a small smile on her face. Everything had gone far better than she had hoped. With direct orders, her soldiers were not as bad as she had originally thought. "Any injuries?" "One of the…
    • War Games Cover
      by Tower Curator Eva was absolutely certain that Arachne wasn't actually attempting to kill her. She was only mostly certain that Genoa wasn't trying to kill her. Whatever the case, neither of them was messing around. Not that Eva could blame them. They all had been told in very plain words exactly what would happen to them should they fail to perform. Putting her back to a wall, Eva took a moment to catch her breath. Pinned between the mass of insects led by Arachne and the few but elite human mages headed by Genoa,…
    • Stuck Together Cover
      by Tower Curator Catherine glanced back and forth between the two arguing people. She never would have expected Baxter to take her side. The professor had not left her with the impression that she was well liked when she kicked Catherine out of her classroom the last time she got injured. Few humans would side with a demon in the first place, though the point may have been moot. The sides were between Catherine and Ylva. "We cannot allow her to leave. She will betray Us the moment she perceives a lack of…
    • Reunion Cover
      by Tower Curator "I hope this washes out," Eva said, tossing her sticky hair over her shoulder. No matter how much she tried to strain it out, it was like the gunk multiplied in her hair as her fingers ran through it. Her fingers were covered in the stuff as well, so she probably was just wiping more through her hair than she was actually cleaning off. "Better than sand," Arachne said. She wasn't even trying to clean herself off. The black ooze added a layer of sheen to her already shiny carapace. Eva wiggled her…
    • Musings on Students Cover
      by Tower Curator It was no wonder that Zoe Baxter had run off. Human children were menaces. The entire lot of them. Even the quiet ones. In fact, they were the worst of all. The others tended to be more honest with their disinterest. They would twiddle with their phones, or their thumbs, or simply ignore her while talking--loudly, more often than not--with their friends. The quiet ones sat, taking notes in their notebooks. They waited for dismissal before gathering their supplies and they always turned on their…
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      by Tower Curator Eva tossed the now slightly damp towel over her shoulder, not caring in the slightest where it actually landed. She exited the showers completely in the nude. Arachne followed her out at her heels. Devon still sat, snoring in his chair. For a moment, she considered waking him. After glancing at the large bruise on his forehead, Eva decided he looked tired enough to leave alone. Besides, he managed to sleep through all the noise of the showers. Never had she felt so alive. She stopped and…
    • Cured Cover
      by Tower Curator The long hallway. Blood red walls with a black hardwood floor. A narrow carpet protected the hardwood from the sharp undersides of Eva's feet. There were no doors. No side passages. Nothing at all apart from a way forwards and a way backwards. It looked exactly as it had every other time. Eva took off at a run. And promptly got nowhere. It didn't matter which way she ran. Neither direction ever took her anywhere apart from where she was. Yet Eva ran. There had to be progress…
    • Domains Cover
      by Tower Curator The surface of the liquid was so close. Juliana could see the light glinting off the surface. She stretched high, pulling herself up through the murky liquid with a long sweep of her arm. Her metal was gone, left back at the prison. All that she kept was around her arms. The two bracers barely made up enough to form a dagger or two. And Juliana was very seriously considering ditching that much. Her movements were slow and sluggish. Like she was swimming in honey. The water she had entered at the…
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