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Illicit Magic
Copyright © 2005 Morgan Hawke
ISBN: 1-55410-552-8
Cover art and design by Martine Jardin
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Fair Warning! ~ Pure Vanilla!
This story contains No unusual or kinky sex.
Morgan Hawke
eruditus university
city of aesculetum, emeritus prime
evening cycle
- One -
is Eminence, the Scion of the Eruditus University
strode down the narrow hallway with Elise in his
wake. He turned and smiled, his striking sea green
eyes crinkling only the tiniest amount at the corners
under his arched golden brows. “Luke is a fully
trained Peregrine Knight from the pilot’s guild. He
will be able to help you with your…problem.”
Elise winced under his devastating smile. Mother
of Mercy, she hoped somebody could help her. She
tugged her hand from her pocket, lifting a finger to
curl it around one of the uneven locks of the
unseemly bright red hair brushing at her chin.
Someone had once said, what goes up, must come
down. Well, not in her case. That was the problem.
Small lights glowed along the upper edges of the
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walls, casting a gentle golden wash across the
hallway’s peaked, plaster and oak-beamed ceiling.
The Scion’s flowing cobalt blue and opalescent white
teaching-master’s robes seemed to glow under the
sparse lighting. His slippers made no sound on the
smooth floor.
In complete contrast, Elise’s serviceable ankle-
boots thunked loudly and clumsily on the stone flags.
She swept her palms across the soft gray canvas of
her coveralls, then stuffed her hands in her pockets.
Next to the Scion’s silk-robed elegance she felt like a
complete drab, but her simple moss-green short-
sleeved top and coveralls were comfortable, and very
practical for her work.
The silk robes the Scion wore didn’t appear to be
all that comfortable, or have any practical use
whatsoever, but they were lovely to look at.
He was lovely to look at; broad shoulders, nice
hands, gorgeous green eyes. His long pale gold mane
was pulled back in a snug and precisely trimmed tail
that fell down to the center of his back.
She rolled her eyes. The women were probably
throwing themselves at him.
“Ah, here we are…” The Scion stopped at a tall,
heavily carved door of dense black Emeriti oak. He
pushed it open.
Elise ducked through the door to avoid another of
the Scion’s lethal smiles. He really needed to point
that smile at someone else. All that blinding
masculinity was completely wasted on her. She was
engaged.
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