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  1. Slash 1: Ambrus and Anatoliy

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    August 13, 2016 by Lyn

    The problem with pissing off his mistress, Ambrus mused, was that she had no feel for enjoyable, fun punishment. Oh, she understood the concept – there wasn’t much about human psychology she didn’t understand in concept – but her skewed implementation had put him in some pretty odd positions.… Read on


  2. Descriptions: Regine and Ambrus

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    August 11, 2016 by Lyn

    The Director of the Addergoole School and her assistant are seldom seen apart, although it is easy to miss Ambrus, as pretty as he is, in his Owner’s golden shadow. Although their features don’t put them that far apart in age – he perhaps in his early twenties, late teens, she in her late twenties, early thirties – when away from a stage setting, where they are both very much cool and professional, differences in their age seem larger – he acts more like a teenager when he’s relaxed, while she is always, even alone in her home, very stiff and very prim.… Read on


  3. Question: More Bitter Than Sweet

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    August 9, 2016 by Lyn

    Question for Regine: Have you ever been in love? If so, dish. If not, what’s the closest you’ve come to experiencing it?

    Regine begins:
    Love is an irrelevant emotion in general, and certainly, while useful in others, nothing but a hindrance to my current pursuit if found within myself.… Read on


  4. Dawn

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    August 3, 2016 by Lyn

    When the dawn comes
    Tonight will be a memory too
    And a new day will begin

    He glared at her, realizing that he could, that nothing in her orders prohibited anger. “That’s my mind! My memory!” My children.

    She looked taken aback, but he was too angry to be concerned.… Read on


  5. Lamplight

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    August 3, 2016 by Lyn

    Has the moon lost her memory?
    She is smiling alone
    In the lamplight
    The withered leaves collect at my feet

    “This is the one,” he told his owner. She, who had no place in the ceremony to come, still nodded, understanding what he meant even if the boy’s mother would not.Read on


  6. Memory

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    August 3, 2016 by Lyn

    It’s so easy to leave me
    All alone with the memory
    Of my days in the sun

    Ambrus swum back to consciousness, although he had the feeling he wasn’t yet supposed to. His body, at least, wasn’t moving; he couldn’t open his eyes and could barely feel his back, much less his extremities.… Read on


  7. Ill Met

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    August 1, 2016 by Lyn

    The first day of Year Four of the Addergoole School.

    The students bounced, the new ones with nervous anticipation, the older ones licking their chops, prepared to start the game again. Written large on the Third Cohort’s faces was the same message he’d seen last year on the faces of the Second Cohort: This time I’ll be on top.Read on


  8. Ripples

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    July 27, 2016 by Lyn

    On the first day of the first year of the Addergoole School

    The years had been kind to Ambrus, but he hadn’t noticed how kind, or how many years, until he stood in the hallway, watching the first cohort of Addergoole students flowing past him.… Read on


  9. If You Believed

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    July 27, 2016 by Lyn

    This story begins the July before the first year of the Addergoole School, on July 20th, 1995.

    The school was ready, the walls painted and paneled, the books on the shelves, the wards set, and in less than two months, the first students would step foot inside Regine’s project.… Read on


  10. Give Me Reason

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    July 26, 2016 by Lyn

    And your voice is all I heard
    That I get what I deserve
    So give me reason

    After All in a Day’s Work

    Regine had company, and Ambrus hated it. He stood in the kitchen of her cottage, crafting hors d’oeuvres, because that way she wouldn’t tell him to leave.… Read on


  11. All In A Day’s Work

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    In the weeks and months after A Man’s Man.

    The whoring was easy. If it was more complicated than it had been under his previous masters, it was almost more pleasant. He found the clients’ desire for conversation an entertaining novelty, and the one time he’d ended up with unwanted bruises, Luke had taken the client in question aside for a long conversation that had lead to a heartfelt, terrified apology and a couple very expensive gifts.… Read on


  12. A Man’s Man

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    In the weeks or months after Housewarming.

    “Well… are you sure?”

    This was the weirdest part of Ambrus’ “job,” the part Luke hadn’t managed to explain during his first briefing, when he had gotten distracted reassuring Ambrus about children. Ambrus was still kind of worried about his responsibilities towards those children-to-come, but with a job like this, those offspring seemed a distant worry.… Read on


  13. Housewarming

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    This story takes place the day after “Into the Labyrinth.”

    He had a house now. It was a cottage, smaller than any house he’d ever seen – smaller even than the place he’d stayed in with Regine last night – but it was his, a whole house.… Read on


  14. Labyrinth

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    This story takes place immediately after Yes, Mistress.

    Regine had been driving all day, with two bathroom breaks and a stop for lunch at a family restaurant where neither of them fit in and only Ambrus seemed to care. She seemed indefatigable; she also seemed entirely comfortable riding for twelve hours in silence.… Read on


  15. Yes, Mistress

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    Ambrus was terrified. It wasn’t so much the being passed around like so much chattel – he had been being bought and sold and traded since he was fifteen – and even to women before – it was more the fact that she hadn’t said a word since she slid her hand under his ponytail and grabbed the back of his collar.… Read on


  16. Ripening

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    This story takes place in 1973

    Jimmy hid in the back corner of the closet he called a bedroom, reading, a mound of clothes and blankets set up to block the view from the doorway. Dad wouldn’t like the book, and he had a habit of throwing out stuff he didn’t like.… Read on


  17. Interlude: Ambrus

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    Graduation Day, Year 5 of the Addergoole School

    Ambrus watched his daughter’s graduation dispassionately, watched her walk across the stage with the others, monster and not. He watched his Mistress watch them, and wondered if she’d ever understood what she was making here.… Read on


  18. Interlude: Ambrus

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    July 17, 2016 by Lyn

    Ambrus sat at the table with Regine, still stinging from Rachel’s quiet curse and trying not to fume. Regine had only made things worse by hauling him away, didn’t she realize that?

    Of course not. And it was disloyal of him to even think that.… Read on


  19. Chapter 173: Kailani

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    July 17, 2016 by Lyn

    Kai smiled at her friend and her groom, at Yngvi’s elaborate bow, at the words of the poem that he’d chosen. She smiled until her face hurt, Xaviera’s words still stinging, a little. Not the time to be jealous.She wasn’t?… Read on


  20. Interlude: Ambrus

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    July 8, 2016 by Lyn

    Regine made, he had to admit, a token effort at the holiday experience. Knowing it was solely for his benefit – his Mistress thought celebrating Christian holidays was foolish, since they were descended from older gods than the Christian – made the whole thing a little awkward every year.… Read on


  21. Chapter 157: Shahin

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    July 8, 2016 by Lyn

    Blood’s thicker than the mud
    It’s a family affair

    They decided on not-black, which taxed both of their wardrobes. Emrys did all right with it; he had put on black slacks nevertheless, insisting that the pants didn’t count with regard to the outfit’s color, and topped them with a charcoal buttondown.… Read on


  22. Interlude: Ambrus

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    June 30, 2016 by Lyn

    Ambrus had always found Shira Pelletier a little bit intimidating. Something about the way she looked at people – men, adult men, really, and she was one of the few that counted him in that category – made him antsy.

    Today, it took an effort of will to knock on her door.… Read on


  23. Interlude: Ambrus

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    May 31, 2016 by Lyn

    They had been pretending, desperately, almost aggressively, that everything was the same as it had been, that nothing had changed. It had lasted them several weeks, and Ambrus could tell that his mistress would be willing to maintain the fiction indefinitely.… Read on


  24. Prelude: Ambrus

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    May 23, 2016 by Lyn

    He didn’t want to deal with Manira. She was, all things considered, the last person he wanted to see, and he’d put it off as long as he felt was reasonable, and then put it off longer after that.

    He wanted to deal with the raw spots in his memories, now that he had some leisure time with which to do so.… Read on


  25. Interlude: Manira

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    May 16, 2016 by Lyn

    It had been days, almost an entire week, since she’d last talked to Dr. Regine and Ambrus. The succubus who was also Manira had gone about her life like normal over that week; the geasa wrapped around her didn’t allow her to do anything but.… Read on


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