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

"Huh?"  I looked up at him.  I had been spacing out so much that his voice in my mind had startled me into gasping out loud.

"You look like a horse pulling a plow," he frowned with exasperation.  "I asked you to guide his board, not to haul him along like that."

"What's the big deal?"  I shrugged.  "Like you said, he's not heavy.  It's just easier to walk like this, and you know I would do anything for him."

I turned back to check on Corwin and found him asleep.  "Poor Baby.  He's so tired from his injuries that he's sleeping again."

"I magiked him a bit so he would sleep through the journey.  I don't know if he told you the extent of his injuries, but most of his ribs are broken, and so is his right collarbone."  Connor frowned.

Emergence