Book Description

When I was kicked out of Bristol University and dumped in the same day, I could have given up hope. Most people, especially people in my "sensitive" generation, would have. I might have if I hadn't gotten a letter inviting me to Breasail University the very same night. I know what you're thinking, 'Evan, I've never heard of Breasail University'. Don't worry, mate, I had never heard of it before I got the invite. The fact is the world is full of magic. Real magic. The magicians keep it hidden from most people, especially men. It seems that some strange curse from way back when has made it so that only one male per generation is capable of casting spells. They call them the Spellsworn. And by "them", I mean me. I am the only man alive on Earth able to use magic.It only gets better from there. Apparently, my abilities are different than any magician born since the days of Merlin. I do not have to study to learn spells, I don't have to practice to master the arcane arts, all I have to do is convince women with magical abilities to sleep with me. Good thing the mages at Breasail University have been without the company of men for a long, long time.Not that everything is perfect, though. There are whispers about some dark force purposely cursing the world so that magical men cannot be born. If these rumors are true, then I might be in some real danger. You see, if I still have my magic when I hit thirty-five and the next magical baby boy is born the curse will be broken. So, whoever is behind the plot will either have to strip me of my powers or kill me. I have a strong suspicion that they don't care which way they have to go.WARNING: This novel is not intended for young readers. It contains graphic sexual content, violence, profanity. It also has minor drug, alcohol and tobacco use. There are also harem elements, if that isn't your thing.