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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.

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    • Relaxation Cover
      by Tower Curator Eva hummed a soft tune to herself. She had never been one for music. Unlike most of the students at her old school, Eva never owned any sort of music player. At her old school, nearly everyone had one. They'd listen to them in the halls, during lunch, and in the classroom if the teacher permitted. She had seen a handful of people with headphones around Brakket, but they were far less prevalent here. As such, her tune was just a formless rhythm. It didn't have any purpose or meaning beyond filling the…
    • Stress Cover
      by Tower Curator Ylva didn't sleep. At all. Zoe wasn't quite sure what she expected, but she had laid out a fairly fancy bed for the demon. She had a gigantic bed in her domain, after all. Unless that entire thing was solely for Nel. It wasn't until the first week had passed that Zoe got any kind of real sleep in. Her time was spent watching Ylva. Waiting for her to do something. On the first night, Ylva had gone around and inspected seemingly every object in Zoe's apartment. Some, she would pass by with barely…
    • Security Cover
      by Tower Curator Martina smiled as she looked over the assembled guards. Her office was somewhat crowded. It was never the largest room, even if it was the highest office at Brakket. Having herself, Zagan, two demons, three mage-knights, and an elf made it feel very small indeed. The elf wasn't her idea. He was some child elf that heard about Lurcher. Upon learning about the hiring of security, he applied. The school's administrators approved. He was eager to make a name for himself defending human school children or…
    • Uneasy Days Cover
      by Tower Curator The clouds were unnatural. Yesterday had been bright and sunny. Not a cloud for miles around. Eva wasn't in the habit of watching the news, but she imagined the forecast would have been sunny for the next several days. The sheer level of overcast hanging over the school's campus--and only the school's campus--had several students skipping school. It was far too ominous for their tastes. Eva might have agreed had she not known the cause. While she hadn't specifically asked for clouds, it could only…
    • Settling In Cover
      by Tower Curator An earthquake tore through the prison. Potion vials rattled, dust shook free from the walls, one of the runes providing light failed. Eva snapped the treatise on necromancy shut with a barely restrained sigh. That's the fifth time in the last hour. She glanced over at Juliana, Shalise, and Devon, all of whom were glued to the window. "Any sign of them stopping for the night?" Eva asked. "I don't think I'll be able to sleep like this." "I think they're trying to kill each other." Juliana just shook…
    • Women’s Ward Cover
      by Tower Curator Zoe put on a light smile as she greeted her old teacher. "It is good to see you again, Genoa. Carlos." Juliana's father gave a light nod of his head. "I wish I could say the same." Genoa slid down her circular sunglasses to peer over the top. Zoe tried to maintain her smile. It felt strained and fake. She did not like the look she was getting. Understandable though it was. "A situation has arisen involving your daughter." "So I hear. Where is she?" "Juliana, along with her two…
    • Motivations Cover
      by Tower Curator "I understand that the dean's secretary was filling in during my absence, the topic--" "We discussed rituals again," Mr. Weston all but shouted out as he hopped to his feet. "At first I thought it was going to be some boring thing we already learned last year. Then she started getting into all the gritty details." He paused and glanced around the room with a raised eyebrow. "Or should I say gooey details?" Several snickers ran though several of the students--both male and female. More than a few…
    • Marionette Cover
      by Tower Curator Juliana walked through the streets of Brakket city. Despite being late September, the temperature was through the roof. Part of the problem might be the several pounds of metal she wore. She made air holes at strategic points to let it breathe a little; it didn't help all that much. What a horrible day to be out, Juliana thought as she took a long drink from a water bottle. The temperature was supposed to drop next week. Juliana had half a mind to go home and come out then. That wouldn't do. She was…
    • Elysium: Augurs and Demons Cover
      by Tower Curator Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not even impenetrable darkness indicative of a pitch black room. As expected. Searching for Nel Stirling had not produced any results over the past six months, today would be no different. If only she had the decency to leave behind a body. Annie could think of a thousand more useful things to do with her time. Ten thousand that she would rather be doing. She had started keeping a mental list. It wasn't like there was anything else to do. Even bringing a notebook to…
    • Bullies Cover
      by Tower Curator Eva spun on her heel and caught the rock out of the air. It was small and not pointed. That was a relief at least. Her fellow students weren't trying to kill her. It crumbled under the might of her claws. Too easy, far too easy. Probably had been designed to shatter on impact to create dust and a large mark on her back. Unbelievable. "A-are you alright?" "Fine," Eva ground out while giving a long, hard glare at the group of three students that stood where the rock had come from. She knew which…
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