Broken Wings

Broken Wings by Katica Locke

 * Length: 172,000 words (79 Chapters)
 * Rating: NC-17/Mature
 * Warnings: M/M and M/M/M sexual contact, Language, Violence, Self-harm
 * Link: http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2581159/1/Broken_Wings

Summary:

Jakil LeMae arrives at Alyrrawood University, the prestigious school for vampires, werefolk, faeries, and mages. He meets Izeri, a cowardly fey, Zaiden, a clueless fire mage, Maika, his depressed sidhe roommate, and Akitra, a sadistic lust faerie and Maika's best friend. Can they overcome their cultural differences to thwart a scheming mage and find love and acceptance, or are some wounds to deep for even a mage to heal?

Intro:

Cold and clammy, the fog surrounded Jak as he stood at the portside rail, his hands gripping the rusted steel as he took long, slow breaths and fought not to vomit again. He'd already thrown up six times since they left the port city of Braevern ry Maas four hours ago. It wasn't surprising--he was an earth mage, after all--but it was annoying and uncomfortable. At least he wasn't the only one.

He stepped back as a young man with bright red hair lunged at the rail and lost his breakfast into the dark, swirling water. Jak's stomach heaved and he turned away, almost walking into a passing deckhand.

"How much longer?" Jak asked.

"We're approaching the dock now, sir," the man said as he walked away.

Jak closed his eyes.

"Thank you, Maele," he whispered, and started toward the stairs. The lower deck was crowded with students, most of them freshmen, like him, but he saw a few faces that had to belong to upperclassmen. Weaving his way through the chattering mass, he passed several faeries, both sidhe and fey. They were always pretty easy to pick out of a crowd, with their inhumanly beautiful faces, lithe figures, and unusual-colored eyes and hair.

The mages and werefolk were a bit harder to distinguish between, both being basically human. Sometimes the werefolk had scars, bite-marks on their hands or arms, but most were more discrete. Mages often wore charms around their necks or in their hair, bones and stones and carved bits of antler and seashell. Jak had a badger carved out of lodestone around his neck, a gift from his mother, inscribed with healing and protective runes. He could feel the cold weight of it against his chest and he sighed. Alyrrawood University was such a long way from the suburbs of Rosevale.