It’s a simple mission, right? Not a thing. Go, meet the new group of massive alien-dragon Zmaj warriors who call themselves ‘The Order’, make friendly and come home with everyone on good terms and willing to work together. Survival on Tajss is hard, everyone needs more allies, it’s a no-brainer. Ea
Dragon’s Gift: Red Planet Dragons of Tajss Book Twelve
✍ Scribed by Miranda, Martin
- Book ID
- 110215384
- Year
- 2018
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 112 KB
- Series
- Red Planet Dragons of Tajss 12
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
✦ Synopsis
Maeve doesn’t believe in fate and certainly not one that involves her and Padraig, the enormous and domineering alien dragon. His overly protective and possessive nature rubs her the wrong way. Padraig is certain the fiercely independent human female is the only one for him. His inner dragon has decided and the burly smith knows fate’s hand when he feels it. Maeve may not, but the harsh deserts of Tajss force the two together, giving the hot-head Zmaj an opportunity. When the human females plan a new tradition of gift giving, Padraig realizes if he can find his treasure the perfect present, he’ll win her heart. The only gift he wants.
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