Control of Five_A Reverse Harem Series by A. K. Koonce & Aleera Anaya Ceres

Control of Five_A Reverse Harem Series by A. K. Koonce & Aleera Anaya Ceres

Author:A. K. Koonce & Aleera Anaya Ceres [Koonce, A. K. & Ceres, Aleera Anaya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-05T16:00:00+00:00


Nineteen

Izara

The perfect moment of last night is the farthest thing from my mind when Professor Thorne stands at the front of the class.

Fourth period; A History of Prodigium Magic, Hands on Exam.

Time for me to face the music. Time for me to get this over with. Time for me to fail.

The long puff of air that I shove from my lungs fans the dark hair hanging in my face as I look up at the intriguing professor at the front of the room. His wings are black like mine but translucent and shimmering.

He’s fae of some kind. I can recognize the traits now. The slight tip to his ears, the gleam of excitement in his big eyes, the delicate sway of his lean body.

“I have been told by a young man that not all of us have the same history. Our upbringings are all different. We all lead our lives, we all have different roads to travel,” Professor Thorne says in the calming voice he always has. He strokes his sleek goatee, his bright gaze passing from face to face. He lingers on Saint at my side but the vampire never once looks up. “So before our exam, I would like to offer everyone the opportunity to receive an advanced course that is normally only extended to second years. The advanced course, Travels through History is a dangerous journey but with my magic you’ll be able to view it rather than participate. You’ll see history take place as if it were your own life but you will be an unseen viewer.” He pauses, his attention lingering on me for a split second before continuing. “Choose an era of history which you’ve been having trouble with and you will get exactly fifteen minutes to get as much traveling in as you can before taking the exam today.”

Oh no. More travels.

The less than pleasant trips through hell that I took in the past flash within my mind and my nauseated stomach is just up in arms over having to deal with this shit again.

I lived through ass trolls, I shouldn’t have to be doing this sort of thing all over again.

I did my time. Paid my fine. Got chased down a corridor full of fire by the thing. I'm not exactly eager to repeat that experience right here.

The Professor’s long fingers skim against the chalkboard. Pure golden light sparks beneath his touch and it sends fire beneath his index finger with every move he makes. My brows lower as he traces along the surface, bending at the waist to trail down, up, over and then down again. A perfect rectangle glows. It’s a door. Sort of.

“This is the Vault of Histories. Imagine a history, any point in time. Any place, any person. From the Great Warlock, Albert Einstein to the beautiful and alluring Elves of the nineteen fifties. Anything you want is right on the other side of the Vault of Histories."

Wow. And I only get fifteen minutes.

To learn.

I’m here to learn not go check in on Nick Jonas’s shower routine unfortunately…

Dammit.



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