What’s worse than a fae prince with murder on his mind? How about a family reunion… But with dragons. The good news is, I survived the murderous fae prince. I also found my aunt and embraced my inner dragon. Everything should be going great, right? If only. My aunt has disappeared again, the
Dragon Crowned (The Dragon of 23rd Street)
✍ Scribed by Haley Ryan
- Publisher
- Page Nine Press
- Year
- 2020
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 152 KB
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B087CBGKBH
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
✦ Synopsis
You know it’s time to reconsider your life choices when…
Where do I start?
Technically, it could have been worse. My visit to the dragon enclave could’ve ended with me being eaten. Somehow I survived—with a few new bruises—and now all I want is to go home. Back to Twenty-third Street. Back to my house, my cat, and my grumpy, bathrobe-wearing gargoyle roommate.
But nothing is as simple as it used to be. My store is in shambles, there’s a traitor running around loose, and every bounty hunter in Oklahoma seems to want a piece of my hide—literally. Worst of all? The man who just might be my mate has disappeared during a desperate attempt to save his brother’s life.
I’ve never been the sort of dragon to sit on my hands when my friends are in trouble, so I can’t help but get involved. But this time, it’s going to take more than a bit of dragon fire to keep my friends safe.
The fae queen has been making her own plans, none of which involve us surviving the next ten days. When we can’t seem to stay ahead of her magic or her mercenaries, the only chance to save my friends is a potentially deadly gamble—where a single mistake could bring disaster not only for us, but for every Idrian refugee on Earth.
Only one thing is for certain—I’m going to need a lot more tea.
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