Embers of Wrath

My mission in life was set in stone since before I was even a thought in my parents' minds. It's annoying that I have all of these gifts and I can't use them. Like...it's really uncool.
Am I weak? No. Do I have to act like it? Yes.
It's a problem.
Going to Arcana was something I had to do but dreaded, but I'm finding it might have been a blessing in disguise.
The classes are fun, the food is good, and the eye candy melts my panties.

If only I could figure out why they call to me... and why they keep popping up when I least expect it. What's worse is that there's even more to come.

The spirit realm is fracturing and it's up to me to figure out why. aparently all I need is a crack team of men.

My mage professor who despises me.
A dragon who's more animal than man.
A dark angel who craves my blood more than anything....well not as much as my p***y

Are there more? I hope not because I can barely handle these men and my mission, but I won't complain if I get another hottie out of all of this.

Oh ya, and make sure all those lovely spirits get home!

They think I'm weak, but little do they know i'm the monster hiding in their closets.

Happy hunting!