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Marked by Lightning by Jessamyn Kingley: Exclusive Excerpt!

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by Jessamyn Kingley

“You’re very accomplished for someone so young. A High Arcanist of two colors as well as Arch Wizard,” Callyx said. “And you’ve got this great cat.” Emrys was rubbing against Callyx’s legs, which made the sentinel turn from his self-assigned box duty to scratch the cat’s chin.

“I almost created a dragon. I don’t know why. I used to dream about them too. They were always rescuing me. I guess you must really like them, Vadimas, since you chose that for your familiar.”

“I live by the rules of a dragon, was welcomed into a family by a dragon, and my two High Arcanists, who’ve taught me far more than I could’ve imagined or instructed them, have dragon familiars. In my mind, there was no question about what path I would go.”

“So, you’ve been a D’Vaire a long time? I only summoned my familiar after I became Arch Wizard.”

“I didn’t accept my violet until Del and Idris ascended to High Arcanist a few years ago.”

“I remember the news around then,” Callyx mused. “Even the gossip channels couldn’t stop talking about it. The Council was so happy for you.”

For a sentinel who only saw beauty in their own mates, it might be difficult for Callyx and Faron to understand why gossip hosts would comment, but Vadimas had been fully aware he’d gone from toad to prince. He was the one who had to wake up to see new wrinkles popping up and soap between all the folds of sagging, thin skin in the shower each morning. What no one knew was that he’d had to drink potions twice a day to keep his face from aging as quickly as the rest of him. They saw a wise man with brown eyes, lines, and gray hair that tended to be wiry. If it were reality, Vadimas wouldn’t have had complaints, but it hadn’t stayed that way for very long. Each decade he denied his violet, the process sped up.

When he undressed at night, the fabric of his clothes tore abrasions over his flesh that was too weak to handle normal wear and tear. He’d dosed himself with healing potions to keep the cataracts at bay, to reverse the pervasive arthritis, and he didn’t even want to think about the incontinence issues he’d had to combat daily. To have put it behind him was such a relief, Vadimas got up each morning and thanked Fate for giving him Delaney and Idris.

“Gossip channels?” Severin asked.

“Vadimas looked different. You’ll see the pictures tomorrow at the Spectra Wizardry,” Faron explained. “Should I make an appointment at the Order of the Fallen Knights for Severin to get an identification card?”

“I forgot about that; he will need to be able to get around. We’ll go before Council session. You two need your titles as well. I’m sure there’s paperwork I’ve got to sign,” Vadimas responded.

“Can I read one of these tonight?” Severin asked as he carefully arranged books around to squeeze more onto the shelves.

“You’re welcome to help yourself to anything in the house, including the books. It’s a good thing you’re close to my size, so you can borrow some clothes. The fallen knights are going to complain that you aren’t wearing a crown tomorrow, but I’m afraid I don’t have a spare.”

“The Arch Wizard doesn’t wear a crown.”

Vadimas’s eyebrows rose. “Egidius had the largest and ugliest crown I’ve ever seen.”

“Yes, but crowns are old-fashioned.”

“Is that what Jael told you?”

Severin nodded. “I think I would also feel strange wearing one. It seems kind of showy.”

“Not every race uses them, but I like mine, and I’m proud to carry on ancient traditions, including crowns worn by the leaders of the wizards. And here you won’t be addressed as the Arch Wizard. The Circle of Wizards doesn’t belong to the Council—the Spectra Wizardry does, and the title recognized by my people is Prism Wizard. Or in your case Prism Wizard-mate.”

“I guess it doesn’t matter, since I won’t be here that long anyway. We’re going to meet with Their Majesties tomorrow, right?”

“I’ve texted Niko, and he’s going to see what he can do, but as you can imagine, with the dragons and over a hundred other races to govern, Their Majesties are busy. They can’t drop everything to help out the Consilium Veneficus with their problems.”

“Sentinels can be invisible, right?”

“Severin, Callyx and Faron answer to the Lich Sentinel first and the Council second. They can’t race to the Consilium and slit Jael’s throat so you can wade in to try to clean up the giant mess he and his father have made.”

“I didn’t say kill him.”

“If these wizards are as loyal to him as you say, then his death is the only thing that will right the ship.”

“He was the great Egidius’s son. Of course they’re loyal to him.”

“Do not call him great in my presence again, and they’re loyal only to their own best interests,” Vadimas snapped. No one in his life was able to push his buttons like the handsome man staring at him with a mixture of frustration, innocence, and stubbornness in his mismatched eyes. He liked to think of himself as unflappable, but Severin just might have him re-evaluating a great deal more than what Fate was up to when she made her mate choices.

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Unpredictable Fate by Jessamyn Kingley: Exclusive Excerpt!

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Chieftain Kalthekor Valzadari set the phone down in its cradle with a ferocious frown. He worked every day to treat people with kindness, even when it was not reciprocated. However, he had never been an adult that allowed someone to walk over him as the cranky centaur he’d spoken with had tried to do with his accusations. Kalthekor attended his advisory panel meetings on Fridays with awe that he’d been selected as one of the few people considered that important to the Office of the Emperor.
Each week he was assigned bills which he personally handled, and the numbers were logged into his phone, and he backed it up by sending himself an email. While there was always the chance an error was made, this particular offering from the always troublesome Alpha Panthera had created a lot of acrimony, so he could clearly recall volunteering to handle the nonsense. As Kalthekor shut off his computer for the day, he sincerely hoped the archon spoke with his employee, so he didn’t run around accusing others of stealing his bills.
Striding out of his space after flicking off the lights, Kalthekor smiled at his office assistant, who was packing up his things to leave.
“That guy was something, right? He seemed annoyed that I wasn’t an elf,” Walker Draconis said. Several months ago, an executive from the Valzadari Beading Company had been hired by the new President of Draconis Enterprises. Zinlyar had been a wonderful employee, but Kalthekor understood that he could not pass up the opportunity to work side-by-side with his mate. When the Emperors had suggested Kalthekor look for a replacement within their company, as they were restructuring, he’d accepted eagerly. His former assistant was promoted to fill Zinlyar’s shoes, and Kalthekor had hired Walker in his place as well as another dragon for a higher executive position.
“I think he was annoyed in general. For some reason, he was convinced I usurped him on a Council bill.”
Walker snorted. “He’s calling the wrong office. You don’t make mistakes like that.”
“I definitely try not to,” Kalthekor responded, and the two strolled over to the elevator after locking up the entire office suite. It was a relatively small space, as he handled the Council stuff with as little staff as possible. He’d hired talented people who were thorough, which pleased him, and the rest of the Valzadari worked for their ancient company headquartered just outside of Las Vegas. His elves preferred to live there, so he’d set up schools and helped them get into other elven ones when necessary since it was traditional, and his people had never strayed from their customs. Because they expected their leader to do the same, his own son attended a mixed elven elementary school close to his condo.
“Have a good night, and say hi to Pyxlevir for me,” Walker said as they left the elevator in the garage and headed for their vehicles.
“You too, and I’ll give Pyxlevir your message,” Kalthekor returned with a smile. The light of his life was the tiny six-year-old boy who Kalthekor couldn’t wait to see, so he climbed into his car and drove toward the same building he’d lived in since he’d walked away from Tamlisyr. He parked and after securing the vehicle, sent a text message to the Grand Warlock to let him know he was rounding the corner in the direction of the designated magical teleporting area.
When he got there, Dra’Kaedan was waiting with Brogan at his side. Kalthekor was hugged tightly by both and greeted warmly. “Ready?” the Grand Warlock asked.
Closing his eyes, Kalthekor nodded. “Yes.”
He was suffused with a floaty feeling, and mere seconds later the ground was solid under his feet again. Before he could even lift his lashes, a small body crashed into his legs.
“Hi, Dad,” Pyxlevir offered as he wrapped his arms around Kalthekor’s waist.
Running a hand over the careful braids Kalthekor was going to redo the following evening as Pyxlevir’s hair had grown, loosening the style, he hugged his only child back. Using embellishments had only been a part of his life since his son was born. Kalthekor used to dress severely and keep his mane free of them, but he’d opened his eyes to every possibility, thanks to Pyxlevir and the D’Vaire family Evlithar had made them both part of. “Hello to you. How was school?”
“Good, I did all my homework already.” Pyxlevir grinned up at him. He was a smart child who spent most of his time with adults, giving him an extensive vocabulary, and everything about him made Kalthekor proud. “I practiced my word list with Lorcan, and he got two Elvish words wrong. He says they must’ve changed it since he was a kid, but I think he’s bad at spelling.”
“It could be regional,” Lorcan muttered as he frowned. The demonic elf might appear mad, but his eyes were dancing with humor.
“I spelled them right, and the Cwylld didn’t live that far from the Acwellan, anleydir,” Talfryn responded, using the Elvish word for beloved as a term of affection for the man he adored.
“As my mate, you should support me in everything,” Lorcan grumbled.

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Imperial Twist by Jessamyn Kingley: Exclusive Excerpt!

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by Jessamyn Kingley

Damian slapped his towel over the bar and walked into his bedroom. Once he got to the closet, he selected a pair of jeans and a T-shirt since he would be relaxing at a ball game. It was a far cry from the tuxedo he’d worn the night before at a networking dinner for Draconis Enterprises. He wasn’t sure if it was necessary for the Emperors to be attending, as they’d long ago handed the company over to executives, but they would do whatever they could for the dragons.

Once his hair was combed, he left the dark decor of his private space to walk into the bright white, teal, black, and green medley that served as the palette for the shared areas of the condo. It made him smile to see the combination of colors that symbolized all of them, even Findlay with his ebony hair and mossy eyes. He jogged down the stairs and found a group of men frowning in the kitchen.

“What are we going to do?” Ellery asked forlornly as he stared at the counter.

“Does it really matter?” Tiri responded, his voice laden with confusion.

Ellery’s black-and-white hair with its gilt beads slapped his cheek as he whipped his head quickly to his best friend. “Of course it matters.”

“What’s going on?” Damian demanded. He tugged his earpiece out of his pocket and slipped it in, sure that something dire was happening, though as the man who ruled security, he should’ve been the first to be told.

“Ask your twin,” Ellery demanded as he aimed a dark look at the man he loved.

Damian was surprised to see so much anger directed at Chrysander; he knew how Ellery adored him. “What happened?”

“I was trying to make you a cup of coffee,” Chrysander told the unimpressed elf-dragon hybrid.

“We need to hurry, or we’re going to be late. Costas and Niko are already on their way,” Tiri complained.

“Well, we sure as heck aren’t going to let Chrys make the coffee. He sucks at it,” Damian grumbled as he strode past the frowning men to the coffeemaker.

“He does not just suck at it; he has broken it,” Ellery snapped.

Damian turned on one heel to face his Emperors. “What do you mean, ‘broken it’? How are we going to live without caffeine?”

“All I did was add the coffee and the water, and the damn thing busted,” Chrysander nearly roared. “Sorry, Tiri, I owe you a dollar.”

“I told everyone you don’t have to pay me for your potty mouths any longer,” Tiri reminded him. He’d arrived at their household from the exceedingly poor Sprite Grove and in order to save his pride at accepting Zane’s money, Ellery had suggested that they each give Tiri a dollar for each curse word they used. All the dukes in their court had readily agreed to pitch in, eager to help the friendly sprite. Unfortunately, Zane had decided to reimburse everyone behind Tiri’s back. When his mate found out, Tiri had demanded Zane stop the program entirely since he now made plenty through his company. No one, however, was willing to end the payments as nothing had changed Tiri’s aversion to foul language.

Zane snorted. “Good luck telling His Majesty not to give you money.”

“I’m not going to argue with you,” Tiri countered as he slapped his hands on his hips. “You guys are going to have to deal with life without your coffee. We need to go. Praxis is going to be mad if we miss his game.”

“I need coffee,” Ellery said dejectedly.

“Come on gang, we’ll find a coffee shop on the way to the field,” Damian decided.

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Precariously Mated by Jessamyn Kingley: Exclusive Excerpt!

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Niko was flush with success after spending nearly an hour in the air. His dragon provided him with a surge of confidence and strength. They were feelings Niko planned to hold on to even while outside his dragon form. Perhaps his beast could help him learn to restrict the hold his OCD had on his life. As he’d told Costas, he would always have it as part of him, but he was ready to fight for more control. He was no longer a timid boy, and thanks to the Draconises, he had choices. Like his dragon spreading his wings again, Niko was finding that when he dug inside himself, he had more power than he could’ve imagined. It was an intoxicating realization, and Niko was prepared to have more say when combating the voice in his head that demanded appeasement.

The entire royal family was set to leave D’Vaire soon with the weekend winding down but somehow, he found himself sitting in Aleksander’s office with the High King; his younger brother, Duke Argent Worthington; and of course Niko’s best friend, Costas, who he stayed close to whenever possible.

The mood was light until Worth pinned Niko with a penetrating look. He was growing more used to making eye contact at least briefly, but he couldn’t hold it long. For him, he was willing to accept that it was simply his preference and not a weakness. The only exception he’d found was Costas, who inspired him to go beyond the limits he’d long ago accepted. Niko’s gaze hit his lap as Worth finally spoke. “You know, Niko, I was confined for a century by our shit of a father, but I was fortunate to have a regular guest stop by and spend time with me. And as technology advanced, I was granted access to both television and the Internet, but I understand loneliness. If you find you need a more interesting friend than Costas here, I hope you’ll give me a call.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, thank you.” Niko was honored by the request and that so many people were willing to make time for him.

“Hey, I’m interesting,” Costas countered as he bumped his shoulder gently against Niko’s.

“Certainly not as interesting as I, but we do have a thing in common. Our mates are still out there, and we both want them. We aren’t crazy like my brother over here who doesn’t even want his.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t want one. I just said not right now,” Aleksander interjected.

“Fate didn’t give me my other half yet, but at least I got a great new best friend and family member,” Costas remarked.

Warmth seeped into Niko at his words, and he wondered how he’d managed without someone like Costas in his life. The past nearly two months had changed him profoundly. It was Costas’s kindness and understanding that steadied Niko as he pushed back against all that had constrained him since he was young. He was finding his own strength, and it was nice to have someone cheering him on. 

The desire to take advantage of this opportunity to start fresh had been inside him from the moment he joined the Council, but in Niko’s mind it wouldn’t be as successful in such a short amount of time without having someone believe in him the way Costas did. His ability to do no more than listen allowed Niko to admit that he wasn’t always the problem in his past relationships. It wasn’t his fault he hadn’t connected more strongly to those that had surrounded him; they simply had shared no common ground despite two of them being picked for him by Fate. 

An ongoing conversation in his mind was the realization that Fate might not be a malicious goddess but one that was not as perfect as others believed. Niko was growing to believe that perhaps she’d just erred with him. He didn’t know if it was because she’d not taken the time to study him to pick the right pairing, if she had simply not cared for him like all the rest, or if there were limits to her abilities in knowing how two or more people would benefit each other.

“I still say I would be a far more interesting friend to Niko,” Worth stated.

“Perhaps someday I’ll invite you to hang out on the roof deck with Costas and me,” Niko offered.

“Hey, the roof is invitation only,” Costas refuted.

Niko glanced up at the annoyed duke. “I just gave him one.”

Costas leaned in and his expression might be irritated, but his dark eyes were full of humor. “It requires one from both of us.”

“Costas, stop being a little bitch. You know I’m loads of fun. Inviting me up to your fancy roof deck isn’t going to ruin your life,” Worth teased while Niko enjoyed staring at the handsome face of the Royal Duke.

“Give it up, you aren’t ever going to leave this house anyway,” Aleksander argued.

“You don’t ever leave either,” Worth shot back.

“I have everything I need here.”

Costas’s mouth turned up in a smile Niko would have to define as sexy. He’d never dared think that of another, but the thought was even louder than the ones that demanded he obey rituals. “See how popular you are? You’re sowing discord between the High King and the Duke Argent.”

Niko grinned back at him. “I think it might be sibling rivalry.”

“Why does everyone automatically assume Aleksander and I are related by blood just because we consider each other family?”

Turning to Worth, Niko’s eyebrows pulled together in a scowl. “You can’t be serious. You look more like each other than Chrysander and Damianos, and they are twins.”

“Next question. Why would you think a sensible, logical argument would ever work here at D’Vaire?”

“Because Dra’Kaedan’s the only one here who is crazy…and maybe you,” Aleksander retorted.

“Funny, that’s what he says about you,” Worth shot back.

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Irresistible Indigo by Jessamyn Kingley: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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“Aleksander told me you saved Dra’Kaedan’s life,” Mac told his mate.

“No, I didn’t do that,” Idris insisted. “I helped Chand and Dre’Kariston. They saved his life.”

Chander lifted his head from the book he was reading. “That’s a bunch of bullshit. We had seconds to get the dust from the Cwylld rocks out of his chest. You’d already figured out how to use your magic to do so, despite not knowing even the most basic of spells. If it weren’t for you, we might’ve lost him.”

“You saved me too,” Renny said. “You got the dust out of my arm. I would’ve died without you.”

“Sounds to me like you’re a hero, Idris,” Mac remarked.

“That’s exactly what he is,” Dra’Kaedan responded.

“He’s terrible at taking credit for the good stuff he does,” Delaney told Mac.

“Don’t tell my mate I’m terrible at stuff,” Idris said crossly. “I’m trying to get him to like me.”

“All they’ve told me is that at your core, you’re a modest person. There’s nothing wrong with that,” Mac told him.

“Don’t worry Idris, it’s impossible not to like you,” Delaney assured him. “Though I’m your best friend, so I’d probably lie and say you were cool even if you were a shithead since he’s your mate.”

Idris patted Delaney’s back. “You’re a good friend.”

“I think I should take you and your best friends out for burgers and beer,” Mac announced.

Duff’s brows drew together in confusion. “I can’t drink.”

“You get root beer,” Mac responded.

“But I hate root beer. It tastes like ass.”

“So does juice,” Chander threw in.

“What kind of juice?” Idris asked. “I like orange. It’s pretty good.”

All juice,” Chander retorted.

“Bunch of picky-ass people,” Mac said. “Duff gets a sippy cup of milk since he doesn’t like root beer.”

“If I’m drinking out of a sippy cup, you better make sure I get crayons and shit like they give to little kids.”

“I’ll buy you a damn coloring book,” Mac replied.

“I don’t want a lame one.”

“Get one with unicorns,” Dra’Kaedan suggested. “And dragons.”

“Dragons are a given,” Mac said.

“Should Duff and I really be going on a date with you and Idris?” Delaney asked.

“No worries, Del. Idris and I will go out alone as well, but it’s important we all get to know one another since I’m the one in charge of protecting your ass,” Mac replied.

“I think your mate likes me. He called me Del, and he’s talking about my ass,” Delaney teased Idris.

“I want him to like you guys,” Idris assured his friend.

“Del does have a nice ass,” Dra’Kaedan remarked.

“If I said that, I’d be set on fire,” Brogan grumbled as he took an empty box from Dra’Kaedan.

“All right, sweetheart. Give me some books, so Victor will stop glaring at me like I’m not doing anything,” Mac told Idris.

Idris handed him a stack from the box he’d opened. “These are more necro ones.” He grew a little warm at the term of endearment and Mac’s handsome smile.

“Hey, Chand. This scroll mentions demons,” Dre’Kariston called out. Chander dropped the book in his hand and raced over to the warlock’s side. There was little information in their world to be found on the demonic blood in Chander’s veins, so he had to be excited about the prospect of learning something new.

“I can only read portions of this,” Chander said.

“A language you don’t know? It must be something very obscure,” Vadimas observed as he joined the men reading the scroll.

“Do you think it could be a demonic language?” Chander asked.

“I suppose it’s a possibility, but I don’t know for sure,” Vadimas remarked.

“I don’t suppose you can read demonic,” Mac teased Idris.

“No, Del’s the world’s only dark wizard,” Idris responded and hoped his friend didn’t mind the nickname Mac coined for him.

One black brow rose in amazement. “The only dark wizard. Are you serious?”

“Yes,” Vadimas answered from across the room. “We’re quite proud to have the first wizard interested in a new vein of magic. He’s had to blaze his own path and invent an entirely unique way of using his power. Between him and the extraordinary speed Idris has reached Arcanist, the Spectra Wizardry has a great deal to be proud of.”

“It’s because the leader of the wizards is amazing,” Delaney said to Mac.

“That’s an opinion, not a fact,” Vadimas retorted. “Most importantly, I will soon have two remarkably accomplished wizards helping me lead our people.”

“Honestly, I’m still astonished one of those incredible men is my mate,” Mac replied. Idris grinned at him. He wanted a reason to be close to him, so he walked over and petted Roger, who didn’t budge from Mac’s shoulder. He wished he could be as close to Mac as his familiar.

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Cover Reveal: Irresistible Indigo by Jessamyn Kingley


Irresistible Indigo

by Jessamyn Kingley

A young wizard, a noble duke, and the potion that changes D’Vaire forever.

Since arriving at the Draconis Court of D’Vaire at the age of sixteen, Idris has done everything he can think of to make his new family proud of him. After five years of challenging work, he is finally poised to reach the highest rank within the Spectra Wizardry. The only glaring thing missing is his mate. While he may be young, Idris wants to share his heart with his other half, so he asks Fate to send him a nice dragon who will be kind to him and his familiar. He does not want to be demanding but Idris knows without him he won’t be complete.

Duke Macardle “Mac” Stenetdraconis’s days are centered around his amazing grandparents who raised him. When his grandfather suggests he apply for a new duke position at Court D’Vaire, he is intrigued. It is a place that has opened its doors as a sanctuary and he’s drawn to the idea of helping others. When he arrives, he finds himself with a small dragon familiar on his lap. Minutes later, the owner of that familiar saunters through the door and Mac’s heart is instantly hooked on the irresistible wizard. Determined to make Idris his, the pair soon find themselves tested by life. Their love turns out to the anchor Mac cannot do without while Idris opens the door to a new future for his family.blogger_bee_trans

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Honorary Blogger Jessamyn Kingley: Why the Decision to Release With a New Title and Cover? + Excerpt & Giveaway!


Why the Decision to Release With a New Title and Cover?

by Jessamyn Kingley

It all started with the cover. I first published Book 1 in 2015 and the second book, Sentinel’s Dagger, wasn’t released until 2017. I used the same cover artist, but she chose a different look and feel when she designed Book 2. I was in love with it and she has carried that theme through the next six books I published. It was automatic that when I re-released it I would have her design something that fit in with the entire D’Vaire series to make them cohesive. I also realized I had published eight stories centered around a home ruled by a dragon shifter and I hadn’t picked a cover that showed their majesty.

With the decision made to redo the look, I couldn’t help but consider the title. It was originally called Grand Redemption which I can honestly say never seemed like the perfect fit. I struggled with naming it and though I have with others none so intensely as Book 1. Grand was supposed to reflect Dra’Kaedan’s title and the word redemption referred to many of the different things going on in the story. However, none of that redemption was fully realized in the first book. There are story arcs that have carried over for some characters up to twelve stories while others are still waiting for it. Redemption is only beginning in the book. So, since I had the opportunity to consider other options I seized it. I wanted something that spoke of not only Dra’Kaedan and Brogan but the series as a whole. Dra’Kaedan’s Coven was the answer to that, I didn’t even have to consider other choices. I just wish I had thought of it the first time around. If I had, there’s no way I would have changed it!

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Book Review: Dra’Kaedan’s Coven by Jessamyn Kingley

Reviewed by Nikyta

Title: Dra’Kaedan’s Coven
Author: Jessamyn Kingley
Series: D’Vaire #1
Heroes: Ayden & Brogan
Genre: M/M Fantasy
Length: 287 pages
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: August 30, 2018
Available at: Amazon
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Blurb: Dra’Kaedan of Leolinnia was born with a mark of Fate proclaiming that someday he would be the Grand Warlock. Standing in his way is Carvallius of Mallent who is desperate to rule the warlocks. His granddaughter Latarian has little magic so Carvallius concocts a plan to kidnap Dra’Kaedan to steal his power. After carving spells into Dra’Kaedan’s back, he begins life anew as Latarian’s familiar whom she calls Ayden. With no memory of his past, the pair are shuffled off to a cottage while Carvallius enlists the help of a brutal elven tribe to rob Dra’Kaedan of his future title. The tactic backfires, and the Coven of Warlocks is destroyed.

Minutes after Brogan shifts into a dragon for the first time, his best friend is banished from their court. Loyal to the core, Brogan follows Aleksander through the castle gates of their old home. Fate turns Aleksander into a king and Court D’Vaire is established. Considered cursed by dragonkind the D’Vaire’s are ostracized. After six centuries of loneliness Brogan leaves his family desperate to find his mate. He has no idea Fate has intervened and sent his other half right to Aleksander’s doorstep.

As a familiar Ayden struggles between a voice inside him that insists he is something more and Latarian’s stringent set of rules. He finds himself torn as he and Brogan try to find common ground. Can the pair find love and will Dra’Kaedan find out his true destiny before it’s too late?
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