SerafinaF

Forever the shame of the magik academy. In a world where the supernatural flow of magik is as common as the air to breathe, she is talentless and hopelessly lacking in ability---that is until a Demon’s ancient text falls into her hands.

With the aid of a strange group of friends, they venture out attempting to decipher its contents.

Before they realize it, the world as they know it has begun to suffer from demonic assaults with death as the only release from the chaos. 

It’s a race against the clock and the sands of time are running out.

Can they decipher the forbidden secrets in time or will they be doomed to join the immortal army of perdition in the afterlife?

The Disabled Mage at the Topaz Academy of Magikal Arts

It was boring without Corwin and Connor around.

They had left earlier in the morning, stating they had some emergency troop meetings they had to attend which I did not even know had been on the agenda.

It was the first time that they had gone off to do whatever their work was, leaving me behind.  I almost felt as if they had moved onto more exciting things.

In all fairness, it was most likely because I felt so out of the loop, having been sick for two weeks.  It was as if the world, with all its various events both important and trivial, had passed me by.

If it wasn't for the fact that they had left Tarzan behind to keep me company, I would have been super mad at them for abandoning me.

The orange orangutan in battle gear black bodysuit sat on the cushioned rattan chair sipping on an iced passionfruit drink in a glass tumbler.

Pinky Swear Magik Spell