Desires of the Deep

By C.B. Archer

The once elitist College of United Monsters (C.U.M.) has recently fallen on hard times. In order to stay afloat it has been forced to allow humans to register. Humans, in a monster school? Ridiculous! Also, monsters are real and that was probably a bigger shock to the world than one school of them allowing humans to enroll.

Cliff Waters is a ridiculous human. Mistakenly assigned to the Underwater Wing of the college, Cliff has more problems than the average student—sudden surges in popularity, sudden urges in the sexy monster student body, and being forced to hold his breath for hours at a time to attend class. Will Cliff be able to survive in the Underwater Wing of the toughest college around where everyone wants to taste a sweet piece of him?

Honestly, it serves him right for having a punny name...and attending monster college.

Desires of the Deep is an 11,500-word novella.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Deep Desires Press
• Release date: Dec 26, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370723959

C.B. Archer

C.B. Archer is a novelist who lives happily in the sunny Okanagan Valley, nestled in Canada (America’s Hat).He maintains a regular secretive existence in the real world, and at night writes filthy filthy things that would make even the most experienced librarian change to Blush Shade #6 (The highest of the shades).

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Contents

Title Page

Copyright

Desires of the Deep

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

The End

About C.B. Archer

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Desires of the Deep

College of United Monsters #1

C.B. Archer

Copyright © 2017 by C.B. Archer

All characters are age 18 and over.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblances to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Chapter One

Beginners’ Suspension of Disbelief 101

Splash! A salty spray of warm liquid covered Cliff’s face. A little got in his mouth, and he savoured the tang for just a second before it dribbled out. He wiped it from his face and picked his chin up off the floor.

Another svelte merman swung past Cliff, using the roof-mounted monkey bars that hung from the ceiling of the hallway. Cliff watched as a flirty flick of long green hair, a flash of a wide, goatee-framed smile, and a flexing chest with stylish seashell shoulder-pads, vaulted from the low-hanging bars. With an eyebrow wiggle mid-dive, the merman splashed into the open water at the end of the hallway. This time Cliff had enough sense to cover his mouth to prevent swallowing another glass of seawater.

All the splashing would explain why Cliff’s backup schedule was printed on waxed parchment, but it didn’t explain why this hallway ended at room UW-104. His first class after transferring to the College of United Monsters in order to save a lot of money on his tuition fees, started in five minutes in room UW-108. He had looked down every other hallway in this wing and they all went nowhere, so this had to be the right one.

Cliff was never one to back down from a challenge, and this was one of those times. He would ask for directions. A busty mermaid, who barely fit into her sea cups, gave Cliff a come-hither finger motion before jumping into the pool of seawater. Cliff swallowed a lump in his throat (and a little bit of merfolk splash this time) as it dawned on him. Room UW-108 of the Underwater Wing was underwater! Remembering the first sentence of this paragraph caused Cliff to swallow again. He was never one to back down from a challenge, and this was another one of those times.

Cliff took a big breath of oxygen and dove into the foamy depths of the hallway. Bioluminescent strands of seaweed lit the hallway in patterns that were both hauntingly beautiful and reminiscent of the regular fluorescent lighting of the previous section of hallway. The underwater bell rung through the ocean, clear as any overwater one. Cliff was officially late to his very first class, but if he searched quickly he might be okay.

It took Cliff only a few minutes of swimming to find UW-108. He might be a bit late, but he would make it to his first class: Beginners’ Suspension of Disbelief 101. He swam through the door and found that roll-call