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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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    • Halloween Aftermath

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      by Tower Curator Wayne Lurcher had never been one for passive action. The very phrase was an oxymoron he couldn't stand. And yet here he sat, in a meeting room, listening to Rebbecca Halsey panic. The dean had called an emergency meeting to try to figure out what went on last night and what the damage was. If the senile woman had any clue, she would realize that no answers would be found in a meeting with the faculty. Especially because the only one who might have any answers at all was absent. He cast a sullen…
    • Theory: Rituals

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      by Tower Curator "How do rituals work with how humans process magic?" Zoe Baxter stopped her lecture on foci and glanced over at Benjamin Yeets. The sleepy eyed boy flinched away as Zoe's eyes settled on him. She tried to avoid frowning. "Excellent question, Mr. Yeets. Don't be afraid to ask a question if there is something you think I can explain. There are no stupid questions." A lie to be sure. Zoe had been asked her fair share of stupid questions in her five years of teaching. An atmosphere of fear was not…
    • Halloween Streets

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      by Tower Curator "Terrible night, isn't it?" "Is this an attempt at small talk?" The man grumbled something under his breath. Zoe took her eyes off searching the streets and glanced at him. Wayne's eyes searched the tops of buildings as they walked down the deserted street. He, like her, was fully dressed in his usual black suit. He held a large tome open in one hand as if he was in the middle of reading it. He wasn't, of course. Zoe had never understood why he used a tome as a focus. Their storage capacity…
    • Halloween Club

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      by Tower Curator "This is a nightmare." "How did things come to this?" Eva shared a glance with Juliana. Beads of sweat dripped down her forehead despite the cold October air. "If only you'd have done this earlier," Shalise said at their backs. The two sighed at the same time and each turned back to their current enemy. "I don't even think that one has a chest," Juliana said with a look of disgust. "This is supposed to be a school. For kids. How can they let something like this happen." "No. It just got…
    • The Invitation

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      by Tower Curator A hot fire burned away the cold October air. It crackled and warmed the young instructor's office. The professor sat in her chair, calmly reading through a thin book as the red flames scorched the walls of her fireplace. Zoe Baxter sighed and snapped her book shut. She tossed it into a pile of similar books and grabbed the next book on her stack. It slipped from her tired fingers and clattered to the floor. Zoe didn't bother to pick it up. If the pile of worthless books was any indication, it wouldn't…
    • The Crypt

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      by Tower Curator "Damnit Arachne you damn demon," Devon shouted. Things quickly descended to chaos in the small room. Eva's master had thrown himself to the floor. He clutched one hand with the other. An arrow poked through to the other side of his hand. "This is the sixth damn time you've done this." Juliana, to her credit, jumped at the action. She erected a large barrier to cover most of the doorway and was launching large chunks of earth at their attackers. "The girl wasn't even in line of sight of the…
    • The Book

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      by Tower Curator A chilly breeze ran over the dormitory rooftop. Eva shivered. The early sunsets and low temperatures in mid September were nothing like Florida. She had purchased pants, but hadn't expected to need them until November or December at least. At this rate, Eva would need to go out and buy some long underwear. Or perhaps look into magical methods of keeping warm. Surely they existed. If not, her runes hadn't failed her yet. She'd just use the same runes that heated her shower water. In contrast to the…
    • Brakket Magical Academy

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      by Tower Curator Classes at Brakket were far more interesting than any class at a non magical school. That was simply by virtue of most classes having magic flying around them. The teachers themselves weren't all that different. Class might be better if Eva had been more new to the whole magic scene. The school building itself was a boring affair. Eva felt sure it was built by regular people. None of the rooms even had the oddities that the dorm study rooms had. The only exception to this was the courtyard. The…
    • The Meeting

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      by Tower Curator "I don't see why this is necessary," Devon complained. He struggled tying his tie. He last wore a tie around the same time he last participated in a demonology circle. Probably further back than forty or fifty years. And that had been a clip on. "Zoe Baxter is a very precise woman. You don't want to look like a schlemiel." "I'm supposed to examine a possible dark artifact. Not looking to date some girl." "Well," Eva crossed her arms, "I don't want to be pitied as the poor kid who was mentored…
    • Shalise Ward

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      by Tower Curator Zoe Baxter stalked down the halls. A wet young girl skipped along at her heels. Zoe finally managed to drag the girl out of the hot tubs. She made a beeline for the rocky pools the moment the tour stopped by. She jumped in without even removing her clothes. Now she happily skipped along with a towel around her, drawing several odd stares from passing students. She was oblivious to it all. Zoe stopped outside a specific door on the third floor and knocked. Conversation on the other side of…
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