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The start of another little ditty. Thinking of making this a short paranormal romance, but it definitely has wiggle room to make it full length. I like the characters so far, could be lots of fun.

Slot was going to win this year damn it. He’d find the perfect specimen. Only the purest form of temptation would enable him to get through the Ordeal. At the end he’d be rewarded with blood, sweat and tears, none of which would be his. Although if he had his way, some of the sweat may be his, worked up in a way that would make her forget her blood and tears—if she survived that long.

What a better place to find such an inspiration than at a catholic college. St Mary’s home for pure bred, moral, ethical, and totally off limits women. It was perfect.

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Eliza ran her hand along the books lined so neatly on the library stacks the same way she did every other day. Nothing changed here. Even a misshelving would’ve livened things up a bit. But no. Alas, her life was destined to be static, no matter how dynamic her wardrobe was.

Decked out in orange polyester bell bottoms and an E.T. phone home T shirt, her life still wasn’t interesting. Come on, no one can get away with bright orange polyester pants, especially ones with the seam running down the middle of the legs that flare out beyond all reason. But oh no, Miss Eliza can. Not a snicker, a sideways look or even an approving nod. She was cursed with monotony.



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