Blue Mage: Apprentice Omnibus: A Fantasy Romance Adventure (Books 1 - 3) (Blue Mage Series)

by Eden Redd

  “Nobel heart.” Headmistress Vela smiled.

  “Tell us what you experienced.” Headmaster Loomis asked with a hand on Trystan’s shoulder.

  Trystan told them what had happened. He told them he stepped out for a nice walk. He told them about the flood of undead. He even told them how he thought it was all over until the elemental guardians rescued them. The mage left out some of the more embarrassing parts about work. When he was done, everyone looked to each other with understanding.

  Headmaster Loomis spoke first. “There will be an emergency session with the Lord Mayor concerning this undead intrusion. I will ask for a curfew to be put into place until the magistrates can find the source of the undead infestation.”

  Headmistress Vela spoke next. “Students will be instructed to not travel alone. If there is an undead infestation, then they must travel in pairs at the minimum. All late evening classes will be cancelled or rescheduled. No students should be out once the sun sets.”

  Professor Hart turned to Trystan. “I will accompany you back to your dorm. The information you provided will be very helpful. You may not feel it, but you did a very brave thing. The only other thing we can ask of you is to return to your studies. Measures will be put in place and this crisis will be subdued. We thank you.”

  Everyone in the room nodded in agreement. Trystan gave a half smile but he could feel the weight of their eyes on him. As if professor Hart was reading his mind, he lent out an arm and helped Trystan to his feet. The professor and mage walked through the crowd. Some of the professors patted the mage on his shoulder until he was out of the room.

  The healing nurse had closed his wounds but Trystan felt exhausted. A carriage waited outside with an open door. Stepping in, Professor Hart closed it and the carriage was on its way. Horses clipped clopped along the street as the driver flicked the reins. Soon it stopped at the dormitory with Professor and Mage stepping out of the carriage.

  “I’m sure you can see yourself in. I know this experience can have lasting effects. You may not feel like talking about it now but if you do wish to talk about it later, my door is always open.” Professor Hart smiled.

  “Thank you Professor.” Trystan managed a weak smile before walking toward the main dorm doors.

  The young mage made his way to his dorm room. Once inside, he fell face first into bed. The long day had fully soaked into his muscles and sleep was soothing his exhausted mind. Smoke curled up his arm but the mage kept his face buried.

  “It’s too late Sylk. Can we do this in the morning?” Trystan muffled into his pillow.

  “It’s Bella.” said a shy voice.

  Trystan turned his head to see Bella standing next to the bed, her blue transparent body glistening slightly in the room’s light. The mage turned onto his side with concerned eyes. Bella gave a shy smile as her eyes looked down.

  “Are you okay? I know it’s been a strange day. Do you need to talk?” Trystan asked innocently.

  “No master. We are still on our date and I want to thank you for being such a wonderful master.” Bella smiled but continued to look down.

  “Bella we don’t….” Trystan was cut off by the blue slime leaning down and pressing her blue lips to his.

  Body sliding into bed, blue arms tugged and pulled at Trystan’s shirt. The mage tried to say something but Bella kept kissing him, her gooey tongue slipping in and playing with her master’s tongue. Pulling away, the slime took off Trystan’s shirt. A pair of small hands and arms emerged from Bella’s back. They moved down to undo the mage’s pants. Trystan laid on his back as his familiar straddled his waist, two sets of hands undressing him.

  Pants falling to the floor, Trystan was naked and looking up at the slime’s sly smile. The mage was tired but he could feel how important it was for both of them. Bella was ready to give her life up for him and he was going to do anything to protect her. Understanding bled into their eyes as they looked to each other.

  Nipples surfaced along the smooth surface of Bella’s breasts. The slime sighed as she leaned closer, letting them touch Trystan’s chest. Trystan reached up and cupped one, finger running over her pointed nipple, the small exhale from the familiar sent blood to Trystan’s manhood. Nature and love took over as Bella moved her hips back to straddle her master’s cock. Hips moving, her slit slid along the shaft as the mage’s member lay flat between them. Teasing, the slime was sure to press her breasts to her master’s face. Trystan let his tongue slip out and lick an exposed nipple. The slime shuddered but kept her movements slow and steady.

  “Rest Master. Let me take care of you.” Bella said as she continued her slow motion on him.

  Despite his exhaustion, Trystan’s cock became rock hard and pushed against the weight of the blue slime. Bella cooed as she let her body slide further down. Trystan let go of her large breasts and watched affectionately as she slid along his legs. Bella stopped when her mouth hovered over her master’s throbbing member. Hand reaching over, she gently took hold and stood it straight up. Watching her master, the slime began to stroke his manhood slowly.

  The mage gasped on how good it felt. Bella’s hand was soft and warm, stroking him evenly from base to tip. Looking to Bella, she never took her eyes off his, stroking and letting her tongue lick the tip. Firm breasts pushed against Trystan’s legs and the slime upped the rhythm. Stroking faster, Trystan clenched his hands. Bella broke her gaze and looked to her master’s cock. Her tongue played with the tip as she stroked him more and more.

  “Master, I’m so hungry for you, hungry for your mana, your seed, all of you.” Bella whispered.

  Trystan’s eyes closed and the warm wet touch of Bella sent pulses of pleasure through him. The slime stroked until she couldn’t hold back any longer. Mouth parted, she engulfed her master’s cock in her mouth and closed it around the shaft. Trystan opened his eyes to see his cock in Bella’s mouth and head. The slime bobbed up and down and Trystan could see his spear stabbing deep into the slime’s head. It was surreal to actually see what was happening. Bella made muffled moans as she clamped her mouth tight around his shaft. Pleasure welled up between them but the hungry slime wanted more.

  “Bella, be with me.” Trystan managed through heated breaths.

  The blue slime looked up. Keeping Trystan’s cock inside her, Bella moved her body along her master’s body. The sliding tight feeling around Trystan’s cock spiked with pleasure. Finally, Bella was eye to eye with her master, breasts pressed to Trystan’s chest. Hips moved up and down on the mage’s staff between her legs.

  Sitting up, Bella watched with a blissful smile. The slime’s body bounced up and down on Trystan. The rhythm caused Trystan to sit up and curl his arms around his familiar. Holding onto her body, he helped her along as she bounced on his throbbing cock, taking it to the hilt. Vibrations grew to a fevered pitch as Bella’s mouth formed a perfect O.

  “Master I need you. I need you.” The slime cried and held onto his shoulders.

  “I need you too my Bella.” Trystan said as his cock stiffened.

  Squeezing, Bella let out a long moan. The vibrations in her body were too much as they bounced and pulsed along, tickling her alien senses. Pressing her tits against Trystan’s face, she cried out again as her body glowed. Heat exploded from her core and she pressed herself down to her master’s hilt. Gelatin body vibrating and squeezing, Trystan couldn’t hold on any longer. The mage’s cock spurted mana and come into his loving familiar. Bella cried out again and squeezed along the shaft, moving her hips and milking her master’s seed. Trystan grunted as more spurts of come splashed into the slime’s body and floated for mere moments before they dissolved into life giving energy.

  Trystan fell back, breathing heavy. Bella didn’t let go of her master’s cock as she held tight and moved her hips over his.

  “I’m so hungry master. I need more.” Bella whined.

  Trystan couldn’t fight the weariness any longer. Darkness closed in as his eyes grew heavier. Bella watched as her master fell f
ast asleep. When he began to snore, the slime stopped moving and lay down next to him.

  “Sleep well master.” Bella whispered as she snuggled against his chest.

  Seven

  Sunlight poured in through the small window. Yellow light touched the naked mage and he stirred from deep sleep. Blinking, Trystan slowly sat up and looked around. He was alone or as alone as he could be. Peering down at his arms, he could see the mystical tattoos of Sylk and Bella as they slept, curled up into little balls.

  The grasp of sleep faded from his mind and body as a renewed vigor sprang to life. Trystan was on his feet with a bright smile on his lips. He hadn’t felt this good in a long time. His body must have needed the rest and he quickly set about gathering clothes for the day ahead of him.

  Humming, the mage put on his daily wear and put his robe on over his shoulders. He didn’t close it and posed in front of a mirror while combing his hair. When he looked somewhat presentable, the mage scooped up his backpack and cell phone. Checking his phone, he noticed he had hundreds of text messages. Raising an eyebrow, he reached out with his left hand to open the door to his room while not taking his eyes of the mountain of text messages.

  Opening the door, a shadow fell over the mage and he looked up. Standing with her hand up ready to knock was Nia. Eyes watering, the fire mage drove her body into Trystan’s. The mage hugged his dear friend while Nia fought back a further flood of tears.

  “I was so worried. I heard what happened last night. They wouldn’t let us out of our dorms because they thought there were undead on the streets.” Nia sobbed into Trystan’s chest.

  Trystan held her close. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was okay. Everything happened so fast that by the time I got here…..”

  “I know. I know. Professor Hart was nice enough to call me and tell me what happened. He told me to wait till morning before seeing you. He said you had been through a lot. I couldn’t sleep knowing I wasn’t here to comfort you.” Nia held on tighter.

  “I know you would have been here for me if you could.” Trystan held her tighter.

  “Sylk and Bella?”

  “They are okay and resting.”

  Nia pulled away slightly and wiped tears from her cheeks. “I’m a mess.”

  “You are beautiful.” Trystan smiled.

  Nia tried to straighten herself up. “The whole city is talking about last night. How you held off the dead to save people.”

  The corners of Trystan’s eyes sagged a little. “I wish it was that noble. No one else was on the street when the dead attacked. My self, Sylk and Bella were only trying to save ourselves. If it wasn’t for the guardians at the library, I don’t know what would have happened.” Trystan kept his true feelings to himself. He didn’t want to upset Nia any more. If the guardians didn’t save him, he knew he and his familiars would have been casualties.

  “It doesn’t matter, you’re safe and sound! I know we have classes but let’s meet for lunch. I’m going to have to be your body guard when you step out.” Nia continued to smile.

  “Bodyguard?” Trystan questioned. It was then he heard the murmur of voices in the hallway to his dorm room.

  Nia pulled at his sleeve and opened the door. At first Trystan wasn’t sure what to expect when he left his room. Stepping into the hallway, the mage looked left and right. Dozens of eyes turned in his direction and before Trystan could utter a word, two throngs of people converged on the mage. Nia put her arms up to keep people back as questions flew like arrows. Trystan couldn’t even think as a chorus of babble surged at him.

  “Nikki from the Elemental Gazette, what was it like to bravely stand against an undead army?” shouted one woman.

  “My buddy Trystan! When are we hanging out?” another person yelled out. Trystan didn’t have any idea who he was.

  “Do you have a girlfriend? Even if you do we can still get together.” another unknown voice screamed.

  Questions and comments roared and the mage took a step back. Nia was doing her best to keep the crowd back but some students became rude and tried to push her aside. Mist flowed from Nia’s back and a burly red furred familiar appeared. A wolfish snout snarled as Red Fang put out two meaty arms.

  Mist emerged from Trystan’s arms. Sylk and Bella appeared arms out with protective determination in their brows. The crowd surged forward again, crashing into the familiars and Nia. Sylk growled as students tried to ignore them so they could get closer to the mage who fought the dead.

  “ENOUGH!” Sylk shouted with enough force to knock everyone back.

  The murmur and shouting died and everyone looked at the heaving siren. Barely a moment passed before the crowd erupted in clapping and shouting cheer. More questions poured from the crowd to the siren, asking her how she managed during the fight. Did she use her voice to hold them back? What was next for her and her master?

  Nia took hold of Trystan’s robe and pulled. Red Fang and Bella pushed their way through, moving people aside as they tried to get closer. Sylk stayed by her master’s side, slapping hands away and giving hard stares.

  Trystan could hardly believe the fuss. It was like the college had turned upside down overnight. Remaining quiet, Nia pulled the mage through the crowds while Red Fang and Bella kept everyone at bay. Nia managed to glance back at Trystan’s shocked face and grinned from ear to ear. The blue mage felt dread cover him like a soft blanket, turning his life into a side show. He wondered how he was going to get through this circus and get back to his studies.

  ***

  The rest of the morning almost turned back to normal. Trystan was thankful for his professors as they treated him like every other student. It was in between classes that Trystan had to dodge groups of mages chasing him for details.

  When Trystan was not running from his classmates, he tried to find hidden quiet spots so he could get a chance to breathe. Behind a few trees in the campus park, the mage managed to sit down for a few moments and check the news feeds on his phone. As he read, his eyes grew wider and wider. Nia wasn’t kidding when she told him the entire city was talking about it. There was even shaky video of Trystan blasting the undead with the ice ball and it exploding. Seeing himself trying to stumble back after getting wounded to help Bella made blood rush to his face. It was surreal to be the focus of attention and the mage was clearly uncomfortable with it.

  The news feeds went on and on about sundown curfew and will the annual Pumpkin Festival be cancelled this year. Experts from the college seemed to join in with their opinions concerning the undead attack. Even the Lord Mayor made appearances to calm the public and inform them that magistrates are working hard to ensure everyone will be safe and the festival will go on as planned.

  Trystan sat up and let out a deep breath. With the city going crazy about the recent attack, Trystan couldn’t find any information on why it happened. The mage remembered the undead moving pass him, toward the library but that wasn’t even mentioned on the feeds. The young mage did wonder why so many dead would try and storm the library if that was their true goal?

  Remembering his job, Trystan tapped his work contact number and held the cell phone to his ear.

  “Stukarr Library, how can I help you?”

  “Jenny, Its Trystan. I just wanted to talk to you for a mome…..” Trystan was cut off.

  “Trystan!” Jenny squealed over the phone. “I’m glad you’re safe! I heard what happened and I’m happy you are okay. I know you work nights but due to the curfew you won’t be able to report in. Don’t worry about your job; it will be here when the curfew is lifted. I don’t want you to be a stranger so we should do dinner, how about tonight, my place? You will have to show up before sundown but I wouldn’t dare let you walk back during curfew. You can stay with me and we can talk the night away.”

  Trystan sat on the bench speechless.

  “Oh not to worry, I’m sure you’re a busy mage right now. We can talk when you have a chance. I hope I’m not being too forward with just making plans with you, s
o when you’re ready we can meet. I have to go, reporters are walking in. Talk to you soon!” Jenny hung up.

  Trystan let his arm drop and stared at nothing. “Did the entire city take crazy pills?” The mage said to no one in particular.

  Stomach growling, the mage stood up in a daze and began walking toward the cafeteria. He had been in such a hurry this morning that he didn’t have a chance to have breakfast. Stomach growling louder, the mage attempted his best to walk to the cafeteria unnoticed.

  Running from several groups of people and jumping a low fence or two, the mage made it inside, grabbed a tray and was on line. Trying to not look around, the mage focused on the stacks of food before him. Saliva pooled in his mouth and he swallowed. He was so hungry that everything looked like it was glowing, calling to him to eat them. Why yes little food, I will eat you, Trystan thought as he began filling his plate and tray. With a small mountain of food on his tray, the mage paid and turned to the full cafeteria.

  Eyes searching, the mage tried to find his red headed friend. Eyes instead turned to him and hush conversations began. Ignoring them, Trystan moved into the seating area, looking for any hint of Nia. A few female mages patted empty seats next to them and Trystan smiled and quickly moved on. The food on his tray begged to be eaten. His stomach cried out to be filled and his heart was jumping in his chest searching for any hint of red hair.

  A hand shot up and waved. Relieved, the mage nearly ran to Nia who sat at a medium sized table. Slamming his butt and tray down, the hungry mage barely said hi before grabbing a chicken leg and a spoon of mash potatoes nearly at once and devouring them. The spoon barely made it back out of his mouth.

  “I think the animals in the zoo would enjoy your company.” Nia said with a wicked grin.

  Trystan smiled briefly before stuffing more food in his mouth.

  “So how is your day?” Nia said as she took a spoonful of soup.

  “A disaster, I can’t go anywhere without people trying to stop and talk to me. I don’t know what to even say. The news has covered pretty much what happened last night.”