Compounding Traumas (Artemis University Book 6)

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My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the last known fairy, fighting to find out what happened to all fairies and our world.
But I’m running out of hope, and it has a lot to do with the four pieces of my soul I no longer have with me. Going through one breakup is terrible, but four in rapid succession is… More than one person can handle.
I spent all summer fighting for fair folk, and fighting the councils, and fighting for the supes who need it, instead of taking a break. And I’m tired, mostly because I have so much trouble sleeping, missing the men I loved and didn’t want to admit I cared for.
Still, I can’t quit, so I keep pushing on. That’s what it means to be an adult and have responsibilities. I’m not alone, and I have help pushing me to keep going, teaching me what I need, so we can win the fights we need to.
I can… I really don’t think I can do this.
Artemis University is an ongoing hot burning reverse harem, university-age paranormal academy series with darker elements, strong language, violence, and a heroine who follows her own moral compass of what is right… And who she ends up giving her heart to.


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After I finished my run in Faerie with Chief and his pack, I went through my new cooldown routine and made sure to hydrate. Then I flipped the playlists and instantly felt lighter when Derek Hough’s “The Ones” came on. I wasn’t sure if he was a supe, but I would bet money he had fairy blood in him to sing and dance as he did.
Then again, I’d heard from my friends that several of my guesses of being supes were human. Maybe everyone had a bit of fairy blood in them? Like what the Irish said around St. Patrick’s Day that everyone was Irish then.
That sounded nice to me. Inclusivity, instead of division and pain.
And I was currently in a lot of pain which was why I’d put together a playlist of songs helped lighten my heart. I smiled at the dogs as they watched me dance to the music. I’d been spending a lot more time in Faerie after the blowup at my end of the year party. I realized Faerie didn’t simply need me… I needed it just as much.
When I’d come back through the portal, I was shocked to find out many things—but one of the main ones? Natalie and our friends had opted to have the memory of learning I was a fairy taken away to protect me. That was crazy to me and healed a lot of my hurt. I did have true friends and they meant to the world to me.
But when Mel had told me Craftsman had lost his temper and almost killed Collins for taking advantage of me, that was a harder pill to swallow. I didn’t think he would have cared enough, but then again, I was the last fairy, and a professor traumatizing me to simply—and selfishly—get my blood was pretty damn horrible.
Apparently, he wasn’t the only one who wanted a piece of Collins. According to Mel, Collins had better get his affairs in order if he so much as looked at me funny again. Even White had threatened to burn him to ash.
I really should have called her first, but in my panic, I couldn’t think straight. I wouldn’t make that mistake again.
The mess got cleaned up though. Collins and White made everyone who crashed the party think they were sent to a different address about twenty minutes south of where we were. And just for good measure, that Holly was an idiot because she’d only had one shot to locate my phone, and I’d probably been on the move shopping or something.
So everyone was pissed at Holly for wasting their time and pissing me off to not even be able to find out where I lived.
Geiger was on