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Authors: Viola Grace
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bed.”
“Done and done.” A toe-tingling kiss later and she was limp and panting once again. He slapped her sharply on her nude butt and said, “Get to work.”
* * * *
Two members of the Magus guild were there to commission a safe transportation spell. The older ones did not take rapid transit into consideration and a few people had had ‘accidents’ while using them.
She made a few notes as to the specifics required and named her price. Thirty thousand dollars. To be transferred to her account upon completion of the spell.
They tried to haggle, but she pointed out that it was a multi-user spell. It would outlast the coming generations and was well worth the price.
When they asked her how they were to come by the money she replied “Have a bake sale.” She really didn’t care. This was her talent, her job, and her destiny.
She was the Archive.
Epilogue
"Are you sure that this is the right place?” The spacious house was intimidating, but when the goblin answered the door, Jinx knew that they were at the right place.
“Come on, Sirnel. The girls will meet you later. The guys are this way. And you have met George and Rikard already.” She followed the servant and he gestured for her to check her husband into the study where four supernatural beings were already debating the type of poker that they would play.
The goblin stepped forward, “This is Sirnel, mate to Jinx, and werewolf of the Redwolf clan. These are James, Warlock and mate to Hex, Rikard, dragon and mate to George, and these two elves are the mates of Hookey, their names are Boral and Orlyn.” Introductions completed, he led the way to the living room where the girls were waiting for their fourth.
Shrieks, giggles and laughter distracted the men from their poker game as the night wore on, but it was all worth it. These men had gotten lucky.
They were the mates of the Half-Blood Club.
About the Author
Viola Grace was born in
Manitoba
, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. Her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metal work, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain maille, and a few others that have been forgotten. Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. A brilliant mind, with a twisted sense of humor.
“Done and done.” A toe-tingling kiss later and she was limp and panting once again. He slapped her sharply on her nude butt and said, “Get to work.”
* * * *
Two members of the Magus guild were there to commission a safe transportation spell. The older ones did not take rapid transit into consideration and a few people had had ‘accidents’ while using them.
She made a few notes as to the specifics required and named her price. Thirty thousand dollars. To be transferred to her account upon completion of the spell.
They tried to haggle, but she pointed out that it was a multi-user spell. It would outlast the coming generations and was well worth the price.
When they asked her how they were to come by the money she replied “Have a bake sale.” She really didn’t care. This was her talent, her job, and her destiny.
She was the Archive.
Epilogue
"Are you sure that this is the right place?” The spacious house was intimidating, but when the goblin answered the door, Jinx knew that they were at the right place.
“Come on, Sirnel. The girls will meet you later. The guys are this way. And you have met George and Rikard already.” She followed the servant and he gestured for her to check her husband into the study where four supernatural beings were already debating the type of poker that they would play.
The goblin stepped forward, “This is Sirnel, mate to Jinx, and werewolf of the Redwolf clan. These are James, Warlock and mate to Hex, Rikard, dragon and mate to George, and these two elves are the mates of Hookey, their names are Boral and Orlyn.” Introductions completed, he led the way to the living room where the girls were waiting for their fourth.
Shrieks, giggles and laughter distracted the men from their poker game as the night wore on, but it was all worth it. These men had gotten lucky.
They were the mates of the Half-Blood Club.
About the Author
Viola Grace was born in
Manitoba
, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. Her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metal work, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain maille, and a few others that have been forgotten. Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. A brilliant mind, with a twisted sense of humor.
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