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  1. Slash 2: Luca and VanderLinden

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    August 13, 2016 by Lyn

    His Mentor hadn’t warned him about Daeva.

    She was hiding her horns behind a heavy Mask when he met her, but letting her tail trail out under the bottom of her skirt for anyone to see. Dangerous: not all humans were affected by the Blindness of the Gods, and not all Ellehemaei were kind to passing beautiful women, especially not to the sort with tails.… Read on


  2. Description: VanderLinden

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    August 13, 2016 by Lyn

    Meckil, Linden-Blossom
    Michael/Michelle VanderLinden
    Professor of Literature

    Professor VanderLinden appears to be the youngest of the teachers, which suits Mike just fine, as it is easily the oldest of the staff.

    In the face it wears as a professor, Mike is a short man, about the same height as Luke, devastatingly handsome, with fair blonde hair cut short enough to contain the curl and a goatee and eyebrows just dark enough to show against warmly-tanned skin.… Read on


  3. Question: Mama’s Boy

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    August 10, 2016 by Lyn

    Shutsumon asks:
    In situations where someone hasn’t twisted The Law to a pretzel (ie Outside Addergoole) how does the fact children belong to their mothers and students to their mentors work? We know that outside the school children and students can’t be owned… presumably because their mother/mentor already owns them.
    Read on


  4. Question: Following the Rules

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    August 9, 2016 by Lyn

    MysticalMage asks: Does every student have to parent two children, or just the males? If both sexes, do Ty (and Jamian) have to parent four?

    Professor VanderLinden answers:

    That’s a very good question, Tara. Why don’t you come on into my office so we can discuss it?… Read on


  5. 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


  6. Question: In Good Times and Bad

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    August 8, 2016 by Lyn

    To Mike: how would you characterize your relationship with Luke?

    Oh, gods, you’ve been talking to the giant bird again, haven’t you? I know you like him and all – I’m an incubus, dear, a Daeva. It’s my job to know these things – but talking to him is never a good idea.… Read on


  7. Question: Belonging

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    August 8, 2016 by Lyn

    If you Belong to someone, can you Own someone else? If so, does your Owner Own your, um, Ownee? In other words, if A owns B and B owns C, does A own C?

    Mark, a Fifth Cohort Student, answers:

    Hey, I remember when I asked Eris this question… man, it feels like forever ago even though we’ve been here less than three weeks.… Read on


  8. Tying Off

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    August 3, 2016 by Lyn

    Year Five of the Addergoole School, at the time of Book Eight and Nine
    After Loose Ends

    It was worse than they’d feared.

    Considering the state of the boys’ former Kept, perhaps it had been naïve to expect better. Perhaps it was good they hadn’t show up to find them turned into serial killers.… Read on


  9. Loose Ends

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    August 3, 2016 by Lyn

    Year Five of the Addergoole School, at the time of Book Seven

    The doorbell rang while Ashley was doing the dishes after dinner. She wiped her hands on the towel, wished briefly, before the thought was subsumed beneath a wave of be-a-good-girl, that her roommates believed in more clothing on her than apron, panties, and high heels, and headed to answer the door with a wiggle in her walk just for them.… Read on


  10. Ch-ch-changes

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    August 3, 2016 by Lyn

    This story takes place during the fourth week of the Addergoole School (after Book Four). 

    “All right.” Professor VanderLinden took a deep breath and a long swig of brandy. “It’s been a little while since I taught this. Centuries, actually,” he muttered under his breath.… Read on


  11. Peer Review

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    August 2, 2016 by Lyn

    This story takes place in line with the story – the Sunday Night after Hell Night, the Fifth Year of the Addergoole School

    “Hey, Reid, come on in.” Laurel Valerian’s smile was open and unguarded – a quality Reid adored in her, but one that had gotten her in more trouble than she really deserved.… Read on


  12. 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


  13. Auld Lang Syne

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    July 27, 2016 by Lyn

    December 31, 1980

    “It’s a baby, love.” Michelle Linden-Blossom smiled indulgently at Kenneth; so strong, so capable, and yet so entirely helpless when it came to domestic things. He would have to learn, though, wouldn’t he?

    “It’s tiny.” He set one finger gingerly in his son’s small hand.… Read on


  14. Christmas Bonus Story: Heartstone

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    This story takes place around the same time as Into the Labrynth and Housewarming.

    Regine hadn’t been enthusiastic about the Christmas party; she’d been dead-set against it, at least to begin with. “Ridiculous,” she’d scoffed; Luke wondered if she’d noticed the wince of disappointment in her Kept’s normally well-mannered expression.… Read on


  15. 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


  16. A Few Good Men

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    April 1865

    President Lincoln was holding a reception.

    Luca wasn’t certain why he’d been invited, but he had a feeling it had something to do with the two blonde women in front of him – the icy English Regine Avonmorea and the silly and frivolous tree-blossom Michaela Carmichael née Linden, whose current husband had that lost look that Luca had already come to associate with Mike’s spouses, especially the male ones.… Read on


  17. Pebbles

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    This story takes place in 1864, in the midst of the American Civil War

    “War again?” The boots dangling in Luca’s face were made of fine-grain, expensive leather and were in perfect condition – not a nick, scratch, or speck of dust on them; the pants overhanging them were similarly pristine.… Read on


  18. Rainfall

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    It rained at Martin’s funeral; Meckil made sure of it.

    She wasn’t allowed at the funeral; ancient ancestral promises banned her from hallowed ground across the continent. So she stood outside, under the branches of the linden tree that had Named her, dressed in mourning as befit a widow, heedless of the scandal, and watched, working the Words of the rainfall into Martin’s eulogy.… Read on


  19. Chapter 171: Jamian

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    July 15, 2016 by Lyn

    Friday’s first period Lit class ended with Professor VanderLinden pulling Jamian aside. “After classes today, could you stop by my office? Morgan, our visitor, would like to talk with you.”

    “Um… sure,” he offered nervously. “What about, sir?”

    “The school, and your experiences, and all manner of things, I suspect,” the professor replied vaguely.… Read on


  20. Chapter 162: Jamian

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    July 8, 2016 by Lyn

    Who do you belong to?
    I’m sure it’s not yourself

    “Come on in, Jamian.” The professor’s voice seemed to come from a long way away, but it was clear enough as Jamian opened the office door.

    His first impression was that the office had gotten much bigger; on closer examination, he realized that the velvet curtain at what he’d thought to be the back was pulled to one side, revealing the rest of the room.… Read on


  21. Chapter 96: Jaya

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    May 25, 2016 by Lyn

    Feelings
    Nothing more than feelings

    She was already Jaya, so she went that way to Professor VanderLinden’s office after PE. She was going to miss seeing Kendra in Eperu, and, considering the mess she’d made of things trying to jasfe Kailani’s hugr, she was a bit nervous about spending two weeks studying the new Word, but, it seemed, after two weeks, they were going to move on to their next Word whether they wanted to or not.… Read on


  22. Chapter 80: Kailani

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    May 13, 2016 by Lyn

    Bring to me wisdom of age
    All that’s locked within the book of secrets
    I longed for the knowledge of a sage

    It seemed a little surreal to just go to classes on Wednesday like nothing had happened, but there was comfort to the routine, as well, that Kailani embraced.… Read on


  23. Interlude: VanderLinden, Regine, Reid, and Ambrus

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    September 12, 2015 by Lyn

    Mike had known Regine Avonmorea longer than anyone else had; in all those centuries, he’d never seen her as furious as she was now. He’d rarely seen her angry at all – there had been, a long time ago, a few moments of raw hurt, but that had been different, the lost confusion of a young woman.… Read on


  24. Interlude: Manira

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    August 31, 2015 by Lyn

    Something was wrong in the halls. In the whole school, really, although she couldn’t taste it in her dorm room. Manira wandered through the school with seeming aimlessness, barely noticing the other students, occasionally tasting the air like a snake looking for dinner.… Read on


  25. Chapter 48: Jamian

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    August 25, 2015 by Lyn

    Handful of complaints but I can’t help the fact
    that everyone can see these scars

    Jamian woke to Ty’s worried face no more than a few inches from his own. His head felt blissfully free of pain, and, even better, free of anyone else’s emotions, but it also felt clogged, as if he had cotton stuck in his ears.… Read on


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