Magic Misrule: The Raven Academy, #3
By A. Caprice
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Hell hath no fury…
One of my men has been taken, and I will stop at nothing to find him.
And when I do, our troubles won't be over. An army has been formed, and me and my men are the only ones standing between it and the destruction of the magical world.
I was brought to the Raven Academy to find my inner witch.
But finding her is no longer the problem. Controlling her is. While a prophecy says I may be the savior of the world, I might also be its destroyer.
And when I discover what hides inside of me, I no longer know just what side I'm fighting for…
MAGIC MISRULE is the third and final book in The Raven Academy trilogy. It's a reverse harem romance with a university-age heroine having all the fun. Get this book if you like kick-ass heroines, steamy heroes, and smexy scenes so hot they'll steam up your e-reader,. All characters are 18+.
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Magic Misrule - A. Caprice
Chapter One
D oes he have it?
Gareth gave a long-suffering sigh. If he had it, he would end his travels.
I peeled open one gummy eye. Dante’s body still floated inches above Gareth’s and my joined hands. His eyes were closed, his face serene. Like he’d astral-traveled to a farkin’ island getaway instead of Arzrigoth where he was supposed to be.
My shoulders sagged and I closed my eye again, trying to concentrate on the spell. An island beach sounded awesome right about now. When we got Bane back, and after we’d saved the world, of course, maybe I could convince my guys to take me on a vacay.
Gareth squeezed my hand. The magic flowing between us thickened, his strength shoring up my wavering reserves.
I was exhausted. It had been eight days since Bane had disappeared.
Been taken.
Eight days of Gareth searching the different worlds and dimensions. Of Dante using every contact from his white lodge, trying to trace Bane’s whereabouts. Of me, Hazel, and Quincy searching every damn book in the library for a reference to any spell that could possibly make someone’s consciousness disappear but didn’t mean he was dead.
Because I refused to believe that Bane was dead. I’d feel it if he was. I’d know.
And maybe I was just fooling myself. Because it had been eight days and we’d found nothing. He’d vanished without a trace. Like he’d been…
I swallowed, the back of my throat burning. If the members of Raven’s council hadn’t gone into hiding, I would have taken great pleasure in beating every single one of them into a bloody pulp until the one who’d betrayed Bane confessed to what he’d done.
Focus,
Gareth murmured.
I tried. We were working a spell that channeled our energy to Dante, allowing him to travel farther than most astral projections allowed. But I couldn’t remember the last time I’d slept, my left butt cheek was going numb from sitting cross-legged on my bedroom floor for so long, and I was missing Bane so much my heart actually ached. Concentration was a bit hard to come by.
Gareth rubbed his thumb over mine, sending a comforting tingle along my skin. He’d said the more we touched, the better. Magic was like a network, and the greater the number of connections you had, the stronger it was.
I straightened my spine, sending all my intention into Dante to find Bane. This was a long shot, but it was our last shot. Gareth had convinced a Nahwalli demon, (and I didn’t want to know how he did his convincing), to tell him about a rumored underground prison. One that was built to hold the magical. One that hadn’t been authorized by any known government.
It sounded like the perfect place a rogue council of witches would send someone they wanted to disappear. Bane had to be there. Now we only needed to figure out where the damn prison was located.
The air shimmered, and my eyes flew open to see Dante’s body vibrating. I moved to pull my hand from Gareth’s, but he only tightened his grip.
Don’t disturb him now,
he said. Not when he seems to be getting somewhere.
Dante’s lip curled in a grimace.
But…
Astral projection shouldn’t hurt. At least, I didn’t think so. I’d never done it. But ever since Bane had been taken, my heart had clogged my throat whenever Gareth or Dante were in even the tiniest hint of danger. I couldn’t bear to lose someone else I lo— cared about.
Dante panted, the sound loud, animalistic. His incisors stretched, growing long and pointy, and a shiver danced down my spine. I still wasn’t used to the fact that one of my lovers was a vampire, and that his bite had been one of the most amazing experiences of my life. But I was getting there.
He snarled, snapped at the air.
Gareth…
Wait.
Dante’s nails extended, and my pulse rabbited. We need to stop this.
Just wait.
I bounced my knees, nervous energy rushing through my body. This really couldn’t be good.
Dante’s body spun, like a pig on a spit. When he faced me, his eyes flew open. They were slits, inhuman. He reached for me, those creepy, long nails stretching for my face, and I couldn’t restrain a little shriek.
No.
The word was a low growl, barely audible over the thudding of my heart. But it was enough.
Dante blinked at Gareth’s command, his gaze clearing. What…?
He crashed face first to the floor, pinning Gareth’s and my hands beneath him.
I tugged my hands free and flexed my fingers. Are you okay? Did you find him? Where is he?
Gareth rolled to his feet and stepped over Dante’s body. Give the pup a moment to collect himself. Astral travel is challenging for those less powerful.
Dante rolled to his back and glared up at the demon. There is no world where I’m less powerful than you.
Gareth smirked. Whatever you need to tell yourself.
I clapped my hands. Focus. Where’s Bane?
I stared at Dante, willing him to give me an answer I wanted to hear. I wouldn’t accept that he hadn’t found the prison, that our magic hadn’t worked.
Dante gave me a sympathetic look, but that could mean anything. That I was having a bad hair day. That he felt sorry for me that I couldn’t choose between my guys. Just because he wasn’t answering didn’t mean… Oh God. Had he not found the prison? Or had he found it and Bane wasn’t in it? Or wasn’t alive in it?
My mind raced so hard it went light. I planted a palm on the ground to hold myself steady. Dante…
He gripped my shoulder. I found it. But it won’t be easy getting inside.
If it weren’t for his hand holding me upright I would have collapsed to the floor with relief. That’s not a problem.
Nothing was a problem, not with Bane alive. I like it hard.
Because that meant they had a chance to get Bane back.
Gareth cleared his throat.
Dante smothered his smile.
I ran my words through my head again. My cheeks heated. Jeez, grow up guys. That wasn’t what I meant.
Though, yeah, I liked it hard that way, too.
I stood, turning my focus on what needed to be done. So, we have a location.
Dante nodded.
And we know the security measures the prison uses.
Gareth shrugged. We know some of them. My contact could have missed something.
It doesn’t matter. If something comes up, we’ll deal with it.
I swung my arms back and forth, getting blood flowing through them. I bobbed on my feet hoping if my body felt energized, my mind would, too.
Gareth tilted his head, his gaze dropping to my bouncing boobs. What are you doing?
Getting ready.
You want to launch a prison break now?
A curving line of blank ink slithered up Gareth’s forearm and disappeared under the sleeve of his tee. I was getting better at interpreting the movements of his tattoos, and I think that one meant he wasn’t a fan of my idea.
Too bad.
Yes. Now.
We’d need to stop by Gareth’s gym and load up on weapons. After that, there was no reason to stall. I’m not waiting one more minute than necessary to bring Bane back home.
Dante ran his hand up the back of his head, ruffling his hair. Perhaps we should get a good night’s rest and plan our attack tomorrow.
I swiveled my head to face him. We know our plan. You create a portal to as close to Bane as possible, we grab him, we leave. Now that we know where this prison is, we can put our plan into effect.
But—
No buts.
I shook my head. We’re not going to learn anything more about the security systems. There will be no perfect moment. We go now.
Gareth dipped his head in agreement.
Dante clambered to his feet, blowing out a breath. I don’t like it, but I know you won’t agree to anything else. Let’s do it.
Want any help?
I peered around Gareth’s ripped body, a grin stretching my lips when I saw Hazel and Quincy standing in my doorway.
Hazel sauntered into the room, Quincy quietly closing the door after them. So the spell worked?
she asked. We know where Professor Bane is?
I nodded. We’re bringing him home.
Is it wise involving them?
Gareth’s tone wasn’t unkind, but it was measuring when he looked at my friends. And obviously he found something lacking.
I grabbed a dark hoodie and shrugged it on. They have better control of their magic than I do, and we can use all the help we can get.
I didn’t like risking my friends’ lives, but we were past the point of such concerns. A war was coming, and without Bane, I didn’t like our chances of winning. How many friends were going to die in the battle?
No, the stakes were too high to let my protective instincts get in the way. I strode for the door. Let’s go. If anyone wants extra weapons beside their magic, we’ll load up at Gareth’s. I call dibs on the battle axe.
I didn’t wait to see who followed.
I had a man to rescue.
Chapter Two
I ’m so sorry,
Hazel said for the hundredth time.
I squeezed the handle of my battle axe and watched the shimmering rectangle Dante had disappeared into. Don’t worry about it.
Gareth stood next to me, arms crossed, his lips twitching in amusement. The bastard.
Quincy had eased to stand well away from Hazel and me, getting out of the danger zone of any potential blow-up.
I don’t understand it.
Hazel picked up the end of my ponytail and rubbed the violet strands between her fingers. I’ve performed the coloring spell on my sister many times.
She frowned. It must be because your hair was already chemically treated. It messed with my magical coloring.
I took my hair and shoved it back beneath my black hoodie. Hazel had been right that I shouldn’t attempt a prison breakout with attention-getting bright blue hair, and for once I’d been willing to go back to my natural, boring brown. But Hazel’s spell had gone just a bit awry.
It’s fine.
I squinted. Was that a figure shimmering in the portal? My shoulders dropped. Nope. Just my eyes watering from lack of sleep. The hood works just as well for camouflage.
I can—
Dante stepped from the portal, interrupting whatever idea Hazel had next.
I leapt forward, dragging him fully into the room. Did you work it right? Does the portal take us to Bane?
He nodded. It opens in a supply closet down the hall from his cell. Most everyone is sleeping now. If we’re going to go tonight, it should be now.
I nodded and turned for the gateway. I was done waiting to get Sinjin Bane back.
Gareth gripped my shoulder and nudged me away from the opening. Me first, pet. We don’t know what’s waiting for us on the other side.
He stepped into the glinting void and disappeared.
I huffed. Okay, now I was done waiting. My feet picked up speed. I leapt through the portal, and bounced off Gareth’s back on the other side.
He turned from a door that was cracked open and pressed his finger against his lips.
I nodded and shuffled to the side so no one would knock into me.
By the time Gareth deemed it safe enough to go, Dante, Hazel, and Quincy had filled the small closet with us. It was a tight squeeze, and my axe might have cut a small wedge off of Hazel’s black bob. But since I’d been so forgiving about her screw up with my hair, she’d have to be, too.
Gareth opened the door just enough to slip out. We all followed. I could feel the power humming between us, each of us ready to launch our spells. We were like guns with the safeties off. And with hair triggers. It was almost disappointing when we reached Bane’s cell without having to use magic.
I rubbed the small, grimy window on the steel door. Are you sure this is his cell?
I whispered. I can’t—
A face pressed against the inside of the window, one piercing blue eye glaring out. It softened when it caught sight of me.
Bane.
His name was a prayer on my lips. I dug my fingers into the door, my breasts pressing against the cold metal, wanting to get as close as possible to him.
Gareth plucked me up and set me aside. We’ll get him out faster if you aren’t dry-humping the door.
I would have been embarrassed if I wasn’t so damn happy. I bounced on my toes while Gareth ran his hand over the locks, chanting under his breath. When the door finally swung open, I elbow-checked my demon aside and threw myself into Bane’s arms.
He buried his face at my throat, inhaling deeply. I ran my hands over his body, checking for holes as I let his heat warm the cold pit of fear in my gut that had formed when he’d disappeared.
You’re alive,
I breathed. Alive, and whole, and, okay, not smelling great, but who cared about that when he was finally letting me hold him like I’d always wanted? I knew you were alive. Didn’t I tell you?
I glared over my shoulder at Gareth and Dante.
I didn’t realize that fact had been in question.
Bane’s sexy English accent rolled over me and I wanted to do nothing but stay in his arms listening to it for hours.
And if we want to keep it that way, perhaps we should get a move on?
Dante suggested.
Quincy nodded in agreement and peeked his head out the door. Coast’s clear.
Get this damn thing off me.
Bane pulled back and tugged at a bronze collar around his neck.
I reached for it but Gareth drew my hand away. What is it?
I asked.
A magic suppressor.
Dante raised his index finger and a zing of green electricity zipped from the end and hit the collar. It fell to the floor in two pieces.
Bane raised his hands and a relieved expression crossed his face when magic flowed between his palms. Thank God.
Um, we have a problem.
Hazel stepped back from the door. A row of guards just made a formation at the end of the hall. I think they know we’re here.
Bane smiled grimly. He cracked his neck. I hope the ginger guard is among them. I owe that bastard some bruises.
He strode for the cell door. Ms. Willowtree, Mr. Quincy, please remain here until it’s safe.
Blue orbs of electricity popped up around his hands as he stepped into the hallway. Gareth and Dante were hot on his heels.
Hazel raised an eyebrow, giving me a look. Until it’s safe?
I shrugged. Hazel wasn’t impressed when Bane got all assertive, but I thought it was hot. Most of the time.
A high-pitched shriek sounded in the hall, and I gave my axe a twirl. Let’s go.
A thick mist blurred my vision. One of the walls was charred and smoking, and so was