What It's For
Magic was supposed to fix things, but Quentin Coldwater's broken spell has trapped him in an endless cycle of alternate futures. Each time he sleeps, he awakens in a new reality with different permutations of love, loss, and survival - but always with Eliot Waugh haunting his every possible timeline. From passionate bedmates to broken addicts, Quentin and Eliot's connection transcends space and time, even as the Beast's shadow looms over every possible future. The only constant is September 15th at noon - a date that echoes through realities without explanation, and might hold the key to saving everyone... or dooming Quentin to an eternity of fractured consciousness.The sheets are cool against my skin, but the body pressed against my back is warm—familiar. I don't need to open my eyes to know it's Eliot. His arm is slung over my waist, his breath hot against the back of my neck. Another morning in another reality.
I tense involuntarily, memories flooding unbidden—prison cells, blood on my hands, Alice's cold eyes as she died. Eliot stirs behind me, his grip tightening slightly.
"Still with me, Q?" His voice is rough with sleep, sending a shiver down my spine despite myself.
"Barely," I whisper, turning in his arms to face him. This Eliot has bags under his eyes, a faint tremor in his hand as it brushes my cheek. Addict timeline, then. Great.
He leans in, his lips meeting mine in a kiss that tastes like whiskey and regret. I respond automatically, because this body remembers even if my conscious mind rebels. When he pulls back, there's something like hope in his eyes—a dangerous look.
"September 15th is next week," he says, and my blood runs cold.
The date again. Echoing through every reality, a countdown without meaning. I open my mouth to ask what happens this time when Eliot's mouth crashes against mine again, desperate and hungry. His hand slides lower, and for a moment, I let myself forget—about the Beast, about the other timelines, about the fact that when I sleep again, I'll wake up somewhere else with a different version of him.
But then I see the bottle on the nightstand, and the needle in the trash, and remember exactly which future this is.
"Eliot," I gasp, pushing him back gently. "We need to talk about—"
He cuts me off with a bitter laugh. "There's nothing to talk about. You'll be gone by morning, just like always."
Breathe Again
The stadium lights cast shadows across the empty field as I stand at the pitcher's mound, my arm still throbbing from today's workout. The scent of fresh-cut grass mingles with the salt air blowing in from the bay. I should be celebrating my comeback win, but instead, I'm thinking about Lawson—his calloused hands, the way he whispers strategy in my ear during games, the secret nights we've been sharing in hotel rooms and empty clubhouses. Our chemistry is electric, dangerous, forbidden. As teammates, we're unstoppable. But as lovers? We're playing with fire that could burn down everything we've worked for. The question isn't if we'll get caught... but whether we'll care when we do.
my mouth (your lips) your hands (my hips)
Two powerful magicians have set their sights on you - Eliot Waugh, the charming sophisticate with a penchant for dominance, and Margo Hanson, the sharp-tongued queen who knows exactly what she wants. At Brakebills University for Magical Pedagogy, you've become the object of their deliciously dangerous competition. Will you submit to Eliot's commanding whispers and expert touch? Surrender to Margo's ruthless teasing and undeniable power? Or find yourself caught between both, navigating a world of magical intrigue and forbidden desire where every choice could lead to ecstasy or heartbreak?
Settle Down (It'll All Be Clear)
When a vortex tears through reality and deposits your future selves in your living room, you're forced to confront a truth you've been avoiding: in another timeline, you and Eliot are deeply, passionately in love. As you watch your future relationship unfold - the soft touches, the lingering glances, the easy intimacy - desire ignites within you. Every interaction with Eliot now crackles with unspoken tension. Will you follow the path laid out by your future self, or will you deny the growing attraction between you? The lines between friendship and something more have never been blurrier - or more tempting.
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