Chapter 6 - The PowerThe bell rang after what felt like an eternity, and George breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, let's get out of here. My brain can't take any more tangents." "Master, what was all that? I didn't understand any of it." "I hear ya. My theory is that they just make this shit up to mess with me," said George sarcastically. "Though I'll admit it, calculus is easier to pay attention to when you're not in p...

Stafford Regional was abuzz with the usual morning activity. Teachers and students parked in their respective parking lots, while the rest were dropped off by the fleet of buses arriving from every corner of the region. Since it was a sunny day, many students were still loitering outside, soaking up the rays or sneaking a drag off their vapes. There were the typical cliques one might expect: the jocks, the nerds, the dram...

I woke up to a warmth that felt so foreign yet comforting. For a moment, I was disoriented, blinking away sleep as my surroundings came into focus. Soft light filtered in through heavy curtains, casting a dim glow across the room. Laura’s arm was draped over me, her body pressed against mine, the scent of her skin mingling with the smell of the previous night’s passion. It was intoxicating and overwhelming all at once. My...

I sat in the Academy’s cafeteria, staring at the untouched food in front of me, still shaken from everything Frank had told me. The room around me was alive with laughter, clattering plates, and the hum of conversation, but all of it felt distant, like I was in a bubble. The savory smell of roasted meats and herbs barely registered as I sat there, lost in thought, trying to make sense of it all—darkness. My Affinity was d...

Gylan exited the barn to find Erinnah while Ellyn took Priscillia’s milk, which she had set down earlier, to a work table to process and document. “Um, Life-mate?” “Yes, Azalea?” “I’m sorry. I sorta made a mess of your clothes,” she said bashfully. Azalea stood up, revealing a large wet spot on his shoulder Devin ran a finger across it and tasted it. “I don’t know how you manage to produce something so sweet, but maybe we...

George feigned illness to get out of gym class so that he could start working on Farah's piece. He spent all period on the top row of the bleachers, flanking the basketball court, scribbling on his tablet in a flurry of creativity. In truth, this wasn't the first time Farah was the subject of his art, but those were hidden away on sketch pads deep in his closet. Even though Farah's sketches were far more tame than the one...

Thunder rumbled in the distance, and George sighed. He'd just spent the better part of the night trying to sleep despite the pain in his abdomen, but he knew it was all but impossible once a thunderstorm began. The digital clock on his nightstand glowed through the darkness, beckoning him to check it. Three a.m. was later than he would have guessed. "Two entire hours," he thought. "A new record." Thunder rumbled again, cl...

I found myself floating in a dark void, seemingly naked, my tall body fully visible to the nothingness around me. I couldn’t see, smell, or hear anything. The temperature was perfect—not too hot, not too cold. My body reacted to my thoughts, my hands moving as I willed them. Glancing down, I noticed my flaccid cock, strangely relaxed. There was no excitement, no pain—just a sense of calm comfort. But then, a bright light...

My feet drag across carpet as I slump into my apartment and shut the door behind me. The lights fizz like ginger ale when I flick the switch, and the crackling feeling they produce sends a delicious shiver up my spine. The sensation of electricity nearly distracts me from the exhaustion setting in, but not quite. The kitchen sink is filled with dishes. I only wash one bowl for tonight, leaving the rest to sit another day....

I'm a freshman in college and since we've moved in, I've had the biggest crush ever on the girl across the hall, Gabby. We've become good friends, we get lots of meals together, watch movies, and even go out to bars together. There's just one problem ... she gets taken home by a different guy every time we go out. I'm practically in love with her but I can't say a word because I couldn't stand to ruin our friendship. And...

Azrael opened the door a few moments later, his brow furrowed in puzzlement at my frantic pounding. "What's wrong?" His gaze instantly hardened as he took in my panicked expression. "Did you see the markings above our door?" I nearly shouted, jabbing a trembling finger towards the corridor. Surprise flashed across his chiseled features before an inscrutable mask slammed down. "Get inside. Now," he hissed urgently, grabbin...