Chatoyant College, Chatoyant College Book 13: The Teeth

Chatoyant College Book 13: Prologue: Failure

All of his attempts so far had ended in failure.

He knew that there must be a way. He was sure he could find it. When everything was so broken, when life had changed so much from one simple decision, how could he not be able to return things to the way they were?

He had the power. He knew it.

He just needed to try something different.

He carefully closed the door to his room and made his way down the dark hall. It would be less safe outside, but where was it safe? He could not call it safe here, in his room.

He walked down the middle of the deserted staircase, careful to avoid the railings. Moonlight, low and thin, entered through the windows, making wide stripes on the floor. He walked around the patches of light.

The door opened to his touch. He shut it quietly behind him. No one could notice anything out of place.

If all went well, no one would notice anything out of place ever again.

He walked to the center of campus, carefully measured out from his map and his knowledge of where the borders of the magic lay. In the grass between three academic buildings, he stood and looked up at the sky.

It was clear. Thousands of stars sparkled down at him. The moon, over the trees to the east, had light that did not quite reach him; he was shadowed by the building.

He took a deep breath and lifted his arms, closing his eyes to the stars, feeling the magic. Threads of it were still in place; he had not ruined all of it, after all, only broken the web. If he could strengthen the web, bring the fibers back to their original state, then he would be able to fix everything again.

He knew that this was the right place to be. He had a much better sense of the shape of the magic from here, outside his iron-laced dorm building. He could reach it all. So what if it was less safe? This time, he was sure, it would work.

He anchored himself down into the grass, reaching below for the magic of his strength. Then he stretched up, grounding and reaching at the same time, sending energy toward the web of magic.

It shook before him, the strands nearest him strengthening, then fading out again. He could not tell, but he believed the magic had run out toward the ends of the strands, where the strength was most needed.

It shook again, though he had not done anything else. He could feel something toward the north edge of the web.

Something was fighting back against his magic. He had to stop it.

He poured more magic into the strands, but this time, though the magic ran toward the ends on three sides, the north did not take it. The north shook again, something growing bigger, something devouring.

He could not help it. Against his better knowledge, he opened his eyes.

Something was rushing toward him, something with no shape—

Only teeth—

He flung out his hands toward it, threw magic, all his strength, to stop it. But it did not stop. It came through his magic, came through his hands, as though it were made of nothing but smoke.

But when those teeth, long and sharp as needles, closed on him, they were solid and substantive as iron.

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Chatoyant College, Chatoyant College Book 13: The Teeth

Chatoyant College Book 13 starts Thursday!

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One death is just the beginning.

Corrie, Edie, and Dawn are awakened to terrible news: a student has been killed on campus. They instantly suspect a faerie killer—but with no evidence and no suspects, it’s difficult to come to any conclusions.

Among the other students, rumors swirl. Why is no one investigating this death? Why was the dead girl so reclusive? Where are the police, her family, any suspects? It’s finally time for the students to ask the questions they have been unable to ask for years. Answers come with difficulty… but, in time, they come.

When all is known and the dust is settled, will this death be the end of Chatoyant College?

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April at the Patreon

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April was a big month for my Patreon! I thought I’d make a wrap-up post in case anyone missed something.

I posted a theme poll for $5+ patrons and a prompt post open to all.

$3+ patrons got the March compilation, an epub file including chapters 45-53 of Chatoyant College Book 12, Reemergence, and the March Patreon story, “A Bicycle Built for Three.” They also got the early-bird ebook of Chatoyant College Book 4, The Flicker. (The Flicker is now available on Smashwords as well.)

I posted a special bonus for all patrons–the original map I drew of Chatoyant College when I was just starting work on the serial!

All patrons also have special early-bird access to the ebook of Reemergence–which isn’t available on Smashwords yet (though, of course, you can read the whole book for for free on this website or on Wattpad).

I posted a free story, “The Shield in the Flame,” a genderbent retelling of King Arthur.

Finally, of course, is the patron-only story. “Homeland” is a folktale of the Sivrit people (one of the groups in a fantasy world I am building), featuring a trickster early on in their history.

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End of Book 12

Book 12 of Chatoyant College, Reemergence, is now complete.

I know there are still a lot of questions that need to be answered. That’s why I may be taking a longer hiatus than usual between books, to figure out what exactly needs to happen in Book 13. I already have a pretty good idea of the major plot, but I’d like to plan some of the details, as well.

I don’t know exactly how long my hiatus will need to be, but I’ll make another blog post before Book 13 starts and you’ll see the first chapter (or the prologue, if there is one) both here and at Wattpad.

In the meantime, I’ll package Book 12 up as an ebook. That will be pay-what-you-wish on Smashwords, just like the others, but Patreon patrons will have access to it before anyone else. If you want that ebook first, become a patron!

I’m also working on turning the earlier books into ebooks as well. Book 4 is already available to Patreon patrons, and will be on Smashwords soon.

Talk to you in a few weeks! (Or sooner than that, if you follow my Patreon–there will be a Perennials story free to everyone this month, as well as the usual monthly patron-only story. I’m posting other goodies for patrons, too!)

Chatoyant College, Chatoyant College Book 12: Reemergence

Chatoyant College Book 12: Chapter 57: Gone

Edie stood looking at the dirt for what felt like a long time, but couldn’t really have been more than a few minutes. Nothing changed, except that the sounds of dripping overhead became louder. A few raindrops plopped into the dirt, dampening it. The tree no longer protected it.

Finally, Edie turned and began walking directly back toward campus. She was glad Leila had been prescient enough to give her an excuse for not entering through the front gate; she wasn’t sure she could walk all that way right now. She didn’t know how she felt, but she was so shaken that she didn’t want to have to make her way through the dark forest or face anyone.

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