About Tower Curator
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Juliana groaned out. Fever heat had always bothered her. She hated the simultaneous inclination to both kick off her covers and gather them around her in a cushy pile. There was just no winning either way. The moment the covers were off, she'd be too cold. Gather them up and she'd be too hot. And someone had the brilliant idea to dump an extremely heavy, extremely hot blanket on top of her. Groaning again, Juliana reached out to shove the blanket off. The tips of her fingers found themselves…-
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Zoe was not enjoying her assignment. It was new magic--new to her, at least. Exactly the kind of magic she liked getting her hands on. But it was all wrong. Zoe had always been a firm proponent of the idea that magic was inherently neutral. Magic that other mages might consider 'white' could be used for nefarious purposes while 'black' magic was just as suited towards helping people as it was to hurting people. Magic was a tool. Nothing more. What someone did with that tool was entirely up to…
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"Mother?" Shalise hissed, hoping she was being quiet enough that the demon couldn't hear. On the demon's side of things, she did nothing but stand there, ignoring the ongoing battle out in the open area of the room. She wore a polite, almost regal smile. Nowhere near as elegant as some she had seen on Ylva. It might pass as an imitation in the right lighting. Unfortunately, that smile did nothing to calm Shalise down. That wasn't the kind of smile one greeted a friend with. It was something to wear…
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You must get up. But the tiles were so cold. At some point in her thrashing, Shalise's shirt had come off. She couldn't bring herself to care. With her bare stomach pressed against the floor, the metal tiles could take the heat away. Get up, she thought in a masculine voice. Grunting in resignation, Shalise pushed herself up to a sitting position. "Oh," she said as she glanced down. Her shirt hadn't come off. Finger sized tears ran across her chest, centered around the black brand on her…
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Irene let out a sigh. Something she had been doing a lot of recently. There wasn't really any one thing that was making her sigh, just a lot of little things that all added up. First and foremost would be the knowledge that one of her professors was a demon. A demon that had attacked Juliana and Shalise. Thankfully, he wasn't around anymore. At least, no one had seen him since the 'incident' had happened. His class had been taken over by a substitute with no word on his return or permanent…
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Something jabbed Shalise's side between her ribs and her hips. Shalise jumped to her feet. That didn't last long. She teetered and wobbled at the sudden lack of blood in her head. She let out a light groan as she moved a hand to her forehead. "Sorry," said Juliana. "You weren't waking up." Shalise looked around as soon as the spots cleared from her eyes. The big winged demon still sat in his chains against the wall. Juliana sat against one wall. She looked like she was holding on to…
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"Mortals. Free me." Juliana stared. It was a stare of pure disbelief. He couldn't be serious. She stared for another reason too. The demon before her was utterly and thoroughly ripped. Juliana had only seen one other with as awe-inspiring musculature. That, oddly enough, had also been a demon. Zagan, during his fight with the nuns, had offered a lifetime supply of eye-candy. Looking closer--without actually entering the cell--Juliana decided that Zagan was better. He was well-defined. This demon…
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It was surprising how normal everything seemed. Not seemed. Everything was normal. Just like after Halloween, people's lives went on. School went on. Learning went on. Everyone just ignored the empty table where her students usually sat. And there was nothing Zoe Baxter could do about it. The students who had come to class were not paying any sort of attention. Not surprising. Zoe was only going through the motions of her lesson. No personal touch, no emphasis or animation in her actions.…
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Cold. Juliana peeled her cheek off the cold floor, wincing as she did so. Her skin stuck to the black metal tiles as if she had been lying there for hours on end. But that was impossible. She had just been in class... Juliana pressed a hand to her forehead. Her head felt about ready to burst open. Every thought sent another needle into her brain. Shaking her head, Juliana grit her teeth as she took stock of her situation. It didn't take long. The room was roughly the size of a large closet.…
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"What does it mean?" Neither of them had dared to speak for the longest time. Her voice felt dry and hoarse--though not simply because of the time. What they watched drained all the moisture from her mouth. Most of it had gathered on the palms of her hands. Jordan shook his head as the shadows around them faded back into the background. He'd waited long enough. It had been several minutes since anyone walked by. "The professor is a demon of some sort," Jordan said. "I'm certain of that. Not as…
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