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  Book Two

  Books by A.S. Oren

  Spearwood:

  Book One

  Book 1.5

  The Gate Series One Gildemer:

  Volume One

  Volume Two

  The Gate Series Two Miltic:

  Volume One

  The Sixth Extinction:

  Story One

  Book Two

  A.S. Oren

  Rook Hilt Publishing

  Copyright © A.S. Oren 2016

  Rook Hilt Publishing .

  This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locals are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events, real locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental or used fictitiously.

  Text copyright © 2016 A.S. Oren

  Cover copyright © 2016 A.S. Oren

  All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form.

  Book design A.S. Oren

  Note From Author

  Hello,

  Some of you picking up this book may recgonise the title and the general plot. This book is a complete rewrite of the series Spearwood Academy, which was originally published in November of 2013.

  This story has the same characters as the Spearwood Academy but has been completely rewritten plot-wise. None of the original series has stuck around. Spearwood, as it is now, is meant for mature audiences only from Book Two on.

  Starting in Book Two, there will be erotic scenes. If this bothers you, I don’t recommend investing your money in this book. An odd thing for an author to say, I know, but this new series will focus on steamy scenes every once in a while. Check out my series Gildemer if you want a clean read.

  If you’re a reader from the original series, I hope you enjoy the story. The same goes for if you’re brand new to my work.

  I want to thank my Betas and editors: Melissa, Charlotte, Lucy, Katie, and Leigh for making the polished version of this possible. I couldn’t have done any of it without you gals.

  My email: [email protected] (I love hearing from readers)

  The Vox (a facbook group where I hang out with readers of Spearwood):

  https://www.facebook.com/groups/710125105781968/

  Dedication:

  I dedicate Book Two to all my readers who have been with me since Spearwood Academy Episode One. I couldn’t have done all this without your support and kindness!

  Table of contents

  Note From Author

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

  CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  CHAPTER ONE

  Four Years later…

  August 25thth 2016

  I sit up in the grass and tug a twig out of my long, blonde curls. A huff escapes me. I wish there was a place for me to shift at Edgar’s that included at least a large pillow for me to lay on. Reaching beside myself, I pull on my purple robe and crawl out from behind the bush I hide in during camp season. The campers have learned where I change most nights and try to get a peek at me before I wake up. Good thing I’m a light sleeper. I toasted one of their butts when I caught him trying to get a look at me. Only a couple more have ventured closer than a few meters since.

  I shuffle across the lawn, back to the house. Edgar stands at the stove, as always, making some form of buffet style breakfast for everyone to eat. Zaria, Ms. Nezbit, hands me a cup of coffee, and I take it without a second thought. I’m useless anymore without some type of caffeine. “Thank you, Zaria. I thought I was going to fall asleep while walking here.”

  The lines around her mouth become more defined as she smiles at me and then peers at the door. “One of your boys didn’t keep you company last night?”

  I take a sip­—she knows I like it sweet and creamy—before shaking my head. “No. I chased Paden off, it kills his back to sleep on the ground or on my dragon form all night. I told him I appreciate the thought, but that he should wait until we’re back at Spearwood, and he can sleep in a real bed.”

  Edgar grumbles at the stove, while Zaria raises her eyebrows. “Since you turned eighteen last year, the wards no longer work on your bedroom. You’re free to have sex in your own bed. That must’ve been a nice change of pace.”

  Edgar huffs louder. “Zaria, please, I don’t want to hear this conversation. ‘specially not this early in the morin’.”

  I laugh. “Ed, I’m not a little girl anymore. I’m an adult, I have sex. Like most adults do.”

  He holds his hands against his ears. “I don’t want to hear it, Avalon. No.”

  I roll my eyes. “I’m going to go take a shower before a line starts for it. I don’t know why they don’t like those outdoor shower stalls you finally put in.” I ascend the creaking stairs to the second level. I guess a hot bathroom shower beats out a lukewarm stall shower.

  Closing and locking the bathroom door, I shrug off my robe and stand in front of the mirror to tie back my hair. I don’t want to get it wet, or Jakki, one of Amr’s boyfriends, will insist on treating my hair again so it doesn’t knot all the time. He’s actually tamed my curls so they aren’t so wild.

  A long jagged scar travels along the right side my face, a forever reminder of that night down in the labs. Jericho gave it to me while in that monstrous form. James Quinn offered to fix it for me once the flesh had melded back together, but I wanted to keep it. It reminds me to fight back no matter what, or who, it is.

  I sigh. I used to be so naive, believing if I just loved him hard enough, it would make up for all the insecurity he felt. What fifteen-year-old isn't naive?

  Turning the shower lever to warm, I climb under the spray, making sure to only wet my body. I can already see Jakki's face if I get it wet, his hazel eyes always take on more of a green hue when he's upset. He sticks his tongue out of the corner of his mouth, and his hands go to his hips. A smile spreads on my face at the thought. He's practically like a girlfriend to me. The only one I've ever had. It's not like Spearwood has a lot of girls walking around.

  I do a quick soap down and use Jakki's hair remover potion everywhere it needs to be. The man is a genius at making cosmetic potions. I swear it's what he was born to do. After rinsing, I shut off the water.

  Knock, Knock, Knock!

  The line has started. I huff. At least I beat it this time.

  "Hold your tits!" I throw on my robe, knot the belt at my waist, and wrench open the door. Mercutio stands on the other side, with both hands pressed against his chest.

  He leers at me. "I'm holding my tits, what do you want me to do now?"

  I edge past him, careful not to make skin contact. "Go take your shower while the water's still hot."

  I hurry down the stairs before he can stop to talk to me. I can't believe Edgar hired him to be the new earth magic teacher. I don't care if he was the top of his graduating class for earth. He only applied for the job so he could be around me. Ever since I saved his life, He's always around. I wish he’d get out more and realise I'm not the only girl in the world.

  I head for the front door.

  "Aren't you goin' to come eat breakfast?" Edgar calls after me, as the line for the breakfast buffet starts to move.

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nbsp; "In a minute!" The grass chills my feet as I jog over toward Amr's cabin. It used to be Maverick's and Paden's, but they moved down to the lake.

  Pushing open the door, I stop the second I enter the room. Jakki stands at the end of my brother's bed facing me, naked as the day he was born. His straight, platinum blond hair falls down to his ass, but that does little to hide his dick from my view. I cover my eyes before I can take in anymore.

  "Oh dear Sun god, I forgot to knock. I'm sorry!" I step backward out of the cabin before a hand stops me.

  "Sweetie, it's a penis. I know you've seen several before. Trust me, it has no interest in you. Look, I have a sheet covering me now."

  I peek through my fingers. He's indeed covered. Somehow he even manages to make a sheet look like high chic fashion. It rides low on his sculpted hips. His body looks as if Michelangelo has carved it from marble and brought him to life. I, by no means, want Jakki. He's just so beautiful.

  Amr lies in bed, duvet covering him up as well. He laughs at the blush staining my cheeks. For years we've managed to not walk in on each other, and I just broke that record. "Did you need something, Avvi?"

  "I mainly came here to hide. Mercutio was waiting for the bathroom when I finished showering. I figured he’d think I had gone to Paden's cabin if he followed me."

  Jakki sighs and drapes his body along the small twin bed, so that Amr will hold him. "Just tell the poor boy you don't like him like that and to stop stalking you like some kind of Criminal Minds serial killer.”

  I huff. "I've tried so many times. Each time he zones out and acts as if I never said anything that would break his heart. Then, we are back to him being around ALL the time."

  Amr kisses Jakki's bare shoulder. "Do you feel threatened by him? Tell the others, they'll put him in his place. The only reason they haven't yet is because they don't want to be yelled at by you."

  I roll my eyes. "You make it sound as if I run the Yakuza or mafia. Mercutio is persistent, I don't think he'd do anything to hurt me though. He's stopped touching me, at least. He's finally picked up on the fact that I don't like it."

  Jakki closes his eyes. "Mmm...he makes you feel weak, right? Like he's drained your battery, instead of charging it like the others?"

  "Don't let him hear you say that. He doesn't know the effect he has on me.” I cross my arms over my chest. “Don't forget, Amr, Edgar wants to talk to us later today, something about furthering our training. I don't know what that could mean. We're going to college to become masters after all."

  "K. Meet you later to talk with him. During the lunch rush should be good, when he's hiding." Amr's hand moves down Jakki's body.

  Okay, I better get out of here before they get it on in front of me. I wouldn't put it past either of them.

  I leave, closing the door firmly behind me.

  I should get dressed. I don't keep my stuff in Edgar's house now. I have a few sets of clothing at each of Paden's and Maverick's cabins. Edgar learned quickly after we turned sixteen it was useless to keep me from them or them from me. He let them build their own cabins by the lake for more privacy. Now that we're nineteen, he has no room to say anything at all. I take a twenty-four-hour contraceptive potion every day, so no children will be happening in our immediate future.

  I head down the trail for the lake and run into a group of young boys who stand in my path. One of them pushes a younger one toward me. "Go on, tell her!"

  The boy can't be more than ten. One of Edgar's younger students due to his parents paying more for him to be here before he's twelve. I stop in front of him. He gulps, his eyes level with mine. Damn my shortness.

  I lift an eyebrow. "Yes? Can I help you?"

  "I... the guys...they dared me to kiss you." His cheeks tinge with a pink hue.

  Both eyebrows go up now, and I look over his shoulder at the other guys, who snicker.

  "Well, I don't want you to fail your dare." I glance back at him and wink. Grasping his cheeks, I lean forward and kiss him just to the side of his mouth. His friends won't know the difference. He stiffens as I pull away.

  "Thank you," he squeaks as he runs back to his friends, all with their mouths hanging open.

  "Dude! That was epic!" The apparent leader yells as he slaps the kid on the back.

  I shake my head as I walk past them. That happens at least once a year now. I never actually kiss them on the lips, that would be gross, but that doesn't mean I can't make a kid look like a rock star in front of his friends.

  Paden stands at the lake, his back facing me. I wrap my arms around his waist. He doesn't even flinch. I haven't been able to scare him in a long time. He always senses me coming.

  He places a hand over mine. "Morning, Lon."

  "Morning." My voice comes out muffled as I press my face into the back of his wine-red button down shirt and take in his scent. I haven't been with either of them in a day or two, and Dante's been with his father over the summer. Edgar's just been running us too much. It leaves little room for sex during the day. At night, we're all too tired; I haven't even bothered to shift back to my human form with the help of the Shaman jewels in a while. I’d rather sleep. I swear he's running us ragged because he's figured out we are past the stage of being like rabbits twenty-four seven.

  He doesn’t need to worry so much. My link with Minos interferes enough with the guys and me. The serum never did run out of my system. Neither has my magic bond with Dante’s older brother. I see what happens to him with Rosemen, and I'm fairly certain he can see what I do too. It's made for some awkward moments where I've had to stop sex with one of the guys over it.

  I run my hand down under the band of his black slacks. He always looks like he's about to go off to a fancy dinner.

  He leans back into me as I brush my hand over his cock through his briefs. He chuckles. "Someone is feeling horny this morning."

  I pull my hand out to undo the button and clasp. "Fuck yes, I am. Do you know how long it's been? Ed gives us no room to breathe anymore. I can't wait until we're back at Spearwood."

  "Five days, at least for me." He turns around before I can take his cock in my hand again. He picks me up, his hands going under my ass as my legs go around his waist. He kisses me before taking us both toward his cabin.

  Pushing the door open, he throws me on the bed before kicking it shut. His cabin is nothing but a room with a queen-sized bed and a dresser, but it gives us the privacy we need.

  I lean back onto my elbows. "We'll be cutting it close again. Don't you have class with the young ones in thirty minutes?"

  He raises an eyebrow. "Do you really want to stop now?"

  I shake my head. "Fuck no, but I don't want to mess up your schedule."

  Paden grabs my ankles and pulls my ass to the edge of the bed. He kneels on the floor. "I could not care less about my schedule, when I’d rather be in you.” He undoes the belt of my robe and pushes away the material, exposing the top of my pussy to him. With a gentle nudge, he has me bend my knees and places my legs on his broad shoulders.

  I bite my lip as he leans his head down and inhales my scent. The first time he did that, I was mortified, but now it makes me so wet.

  His hooded, sapphire eyes look up into mine as he runs his stiff, hot tongue around the edge of my outer folds, making a circle. I lick my lips as the tiniest amount of pleasure bubbles in my stomach. With each circle around, he makes them smaller and smaller until he teases my clit, never touching it. His now relaxed tongue swipes over the bundle of nerves. Two long fingers push inside me and curl.

  My breathing increases as his fingers begin to pump in an out, hitting that nerve within my pussy. I moan. His lips enclose around my clit. My fingers push into his hair, grasping at the long, dark blond strands. Paden's lips suck, and the tip of his tongue flicks repeatedly.

  I lift my hips to gain as much friction against his mouth as I can get. He pulls me even closer with his other hand; both my legs hang down his back.

  "For the love of the Sun god, don't stop!
" His fingers move faster within me. The pleasure grows with every passing second.

  He takes his lips off me and runs the length of his tongue along my clit. "That's it, Gold. Come on my fingers, squeeze them." He returns his lips to my clit and sucks on it as hard as he can.

  My pants turn to groans. I grind myself against his fingers and face. The bubble will explode at any moment now. I pull my hands from his hair; my fingers grasp at the comforter as my talons come out.

  He hums, vibrations move up my body as the dam breaks and sends me over the edge.

  My inner walls clamp down around him before the balloon building at my g-spot forces him out. I gasp as I come, my juices hitting his chin. He leans in again, pushing his tongue into me and taking my essence into his mouth.

  I focus on steadying my breathing. Sun god, he has a talent for eating me out. Each of the guys have their talents; that is his.

  I pull my legs off of his shoulders and sit up. My talons return to under my nails. His comforter is already pretty shredded because of me. I'm still not sure why they come out when I orgasm; I don't even register the pain when it happens.