In university Volo Noscere, located in Rome, where new academic year brings forth alot of new challenges and questions. When the world becomes increasingly unpredictable, are the humans reason for it all, or is there more to it?
Evyline and Lisanna believe there must be magic behind the changes. Tylon doesn’t care about what doesn’t affect him and RocTar just wants to make it through the year without failing class.
Like it or not, they get pulled into discovering what the world has in store for them.
Targeted Age Group:: 12-50
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I have always wanted to write a book, since I was a child, but I never had enough patience to finish any one of my stories. I always told myself, there is time, I'm young, I can write a book later, when I'm older, wiser and have more time. I did know I would write one eventually, though. My inspiration and commitment to this story came from a friend of mine who loves writing as much as I do. I read one of her books and came to a realization that there is no reason to stall the inevitable. Sophie and I came up with this story together and would have written in together with her too if she managed to get really busy at that time. I was already hooked, though.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
We worked together on the characters with Sophie. We wanted to write a story from many different perspectives and show something of every magical species taking classes in Volo Noscere university. She came up with Finley, Archer and Alfie. I am sure I took my interpretation of her imagination of the two vampires and the half-fae, but their origin is from her. Evyline, Lisanna, RocTar and Tylon were my choices for main characters, which is why they all got to tell the story through their eyes in the first book.
Lisanna was not ready for the mission. She had not expected the day to come so fast. Okay, she had not expected the day to come at all. Ronan had fussed around her and Dylan for the whole week. He wanted to make sure they were prepared for every situation. So he made several quizzes like: “And what will you do when the dragon wakes?” because in his opinion the dragon was most certainly asleep, maybe he had done some research himself and found out that this is what life as a dragon was all about. Gathering ancient artifacts and sleeping. Didn’t sound bad at all.
Ronan’s quizzes were rather horrible. He was the alpha of a small wolf pack, but the way he fumbled around them made him look more like a mother hen than a serious leader. Plus, he acted as if only he knew the correct answers to all of his questions, because whatever Lisanna responded was never good enough. He corrected her every single time. It would have been an amusing game to play, if she wasn’t getting nervous.
She had never felt this way before any of the previous ‘missions’ she had been on with their Survival class. It might have had something to do with not knowing where they were going and trusting in the professor. It might have been that the groups were always a lot bigger. Also… there had never been dragons flying around!
A few Ogres, sure. Some lonely Cyclops, yeah. Mountain Trolls, no big deal. A Dragon? The fact that she had not been able to turn into one, was a big blow to her gut. She had been so certain she could do it. She had counted on it. For all of the time they had to prepare. She. Had. Counted. On. It. She figured she could turn into a mouse and disappear if things got bad. Or a bird to fly away. But neither of those options were as impressive. And she couldn’t leave Dylan behind. To think that she was the one who needed his protection? No, she would be perfectly fine alone in that cave. She was capable of keeping herself safe well enough. The others might not be so lucky.
Archer was standing in the 4th floor corridor, leaning on the wall next to the portal room. He looked confident and strong. His olive eyes held no fear in them. He looked like he was heading out for drinks, as if this was just another ordinary day. Next to him was the new girl, Evyline. The small Elf was pale, even compared to the Vampire. Lisanna got the impression that the mission was not voluntary on her side. Her blond hair was in a neat bun and the dress she had been wearing a few days before had been changed for a comfortable pair of yoga pants, simple T-shirt and a sweater. Still, she managed to look stunning. Despite the sickly whiteness of her face. Despite the clothes that didn’t hug her slender body as well as the dress had. And somehow, she even managed to look strong. Not confident like Archer, oh definitely not. But strong, nonetheless. Lisanna had questioned Eyorn’s decision of including a first-year student into the equation. But the professor had never let her down yet. There were many occasions when she thought he had gone too far for the sake of teaching a lesson. Ohh, so many. But he had always delivered every single student back to safety after his points had been made.
The Half-Demon, who never ever was anything but devilish, seemed a little twitchy. He kept on glancing at the Elf, like she held some kind of power over him and he just could not stop his eyes. It did not look like any romantic connection, but it wasn’t violence in his eyes either. Whatever it was, Evyline seemed to be absolutely oblivious to it. It was the same kind of force that brought Lisanna’s own eyes back to Archer. Just a look at him made her heart beat faster. He had a long sword hanging from a sheath at his hip. The handle was golden and ornamented with two snakes spiralling around the guard, looking on either side with their tongues out. The snake tails merged together forming the grip which ended up with a miniature dragon figure sitting on the pommel, wings slightly open. The thing looked expensive. Lisanna was sure there were power and stealth runes encrypted on both sides on the fuller. It was not the sword that held her attention, though. It was the hand that was slightly touching the handle. So gentle, but capable of many acts of violence. If needed. Lisanna refused to believe that Archer, or Vampires for that matter, were evil by nature.
When she had been staring at him for what felt like a second, but must have been forever, he cocked an eyebrow at her. Wordlessly asking a question. She simply shook her head to get the movie that had started playing before her eyes out of her head. No distractions. She was not going to be distracted by him during what might be one of the most important missions of her life.
“Take a picture,” Dylan whispered next to her, “it will last longer.”
Lisanna was not amused. “Shut up,” she muttered.
“Or you could draw a picture,” Dylan continued. “I have seen you scribbling during class, you’ve got some talent.”
Lisanna gave him a look.
“You mean if she doesn’t draw several runes together that start a little bonfire on her table,” Archer said lazily.
Lisanna’s heart got stuck in her throat. She did not have a comeback for that. And even if she did, she was incapable of talking at that moment.
“A bonfire? Lisanna, you haven’t told me about it,” Dylan asked, amused. He was talking to distract himself from the upcoming horror. He must have been as nervous as Lisanna was.
“It was one time,” she answered. Her throat was dry. She should have brought a bottle of water. She also felt hot and it was nothing to do with the temperature of the hallway.
“I am wounded, Lis, I thought we shared everything!” Dylan placed one of his hands on his heart pretending he was shot.
“Oh, come on, you don’t share everything with me, otherwise I’d know what goes on in Ronan’s little meetings.”
The wolf got serious again. “That is pack business. It is not mine to tell.”
Lisanna rolled her eyes. Sure. Sure. As if Ronan would get mad at them for sharing information with each other. The alpha seemed to have a soft spot when it came to her. She had never seen him mad yet. Dylan said it was a sight to behold. At one point Lisanna had tried to annoy the older wolf to the point of breaking. He never took the bait.
Eyorn came in late. He had two older Fairies with him that hadn’t signed up for the mission. Both of them were armed to the teeth with guns, knives and throwing stars. One of them seemed to even have a whip. Evyline took in the sight of them and seemed even more scared that she had been before. The Elf swayed a little on her feet. Devon took a step closer to her. Getting ready to catch her if she fell?
“You should not be here, Elf.”
Evyline did not dare to agree with the statement. “And yet, here I am,” she said, collecting herself. The only thing she was armed with was magic, a pouch full of herbs and a rune-stick. No metal on her. Unless you considered the silver necklace her father had given her when she got eighteen.
The blades the Fae wore were not crafted out of iron. The Fae could not touch iron. Evyline was not that interested about weapons to know what the Fairy race used as a substitute. The weapons looked durable enough in her eyes, though. She was looking at everybody's weapons now and felt underprepared in comparison.
As Eyorn passed Evyline he pushed something into her hands. A bottle full of water. She stared at it for a heartbeat, before Lisanna took it out of her hands.
“Oh great, some water!” And took a few sips, before anyone could stop her.
Eyorn gave her an annoyed look. “The bottle is for Evyline,” was all he said.
That got a scowl from Lisanna, who was lowering the plastic from her lips and another raised eyebrow from Archer. Evyline shrugged. “He must have talked to Aelinor,” she replied to the unanswered questions in the air. “Water spells, you know…”
“Nice,” Dylan said. Eyorn was fumbling with his keys. The portal room was always locked and only the professors had means to open it. “Very helpful against flames.”
Lisanna nudged the guy as they entered the dimly lit space. “I can do water spells,” she whispered. Her voice echoed back. Dylan just gave her a crooked smile.
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