LOGINAll Carnelia Majere wants is to live happily ever after with her handsome Dragon Prince, Primus. To grow old watching their children grow. But the universe has other plans. Torn from the loving embrace of her mate, and leaving her children behind, Carnelia is forced into slavery by her twisted sisters Lyra, Cosima, and Nova, who use her as a weapon to defeat the dragons who have enslaved their people and killed their parents--Primus' kingdom! Hated as a traitor to her people, Carnelia's life becomes irreversibly changed when she is placed on the Southern throne as the Sun Queen, the sworn enemy of her mate's nation. Difficult choices await her as she and her prince as they find themselves in separate parts of the world on opposite sides of a brewing war. But despite the odds, a love like theirs cannot be denied. Even if it means burning down the world to bring them back together again. THIS IS THE THIRD and FINAL BOOK in the DRAGON PRINCE series which also includes "Sacrificed to The Dragon Prince" and "Reclaiming My Beloved Dragon Prince" .
View More[Primus] “Primus!” my mate’s voice calls out to me across a vast expanse. She is standing high above me, on a platform made of clouds. “Primus! Come find me!” I can feel her fear, taste her need for me even as the distance grows between us. She is mine again, I can sense her. And as much as I hate feeling her sorrow and terror, I am grateful I can feel anything at all. “Carnelia!” I stretch my arm, and as I do, the world shifts around me. This isn’t reality. I’m walking through the dreamscape, called by her voice. “You’re alive!” She nods, her words lost to weeping as she reaches down to grab my hand. But the distance is too great. She floats higher and higher, and no matter how much I stretch, our hands keep missing, our fingertips not quite touching. This is a dream. I can change dreams. Closing my eyes, I imagine my legs taller, my arms longer, my wings expanding, but as I try to lift off, to reach her, something keeps me grounded. Looking down, I find a collar clasp
[Carnelia]What happened next was quick, efficient, and emotionless, so rapid and unexpected that I didn’t see it coming until it was already too late. It was my mistake, assuming that just because Nyxt, who looked and sounded so much like Primus, was being kind to me, meant that he would honor my wishes or even ask for consent. That was a mistake. The last one I ever intend to make around these two unpredictable dragons. I felt something hit my spine rapidly at a point near the base of my skull. As I was turning to look at it, a Nyxt jammed something into my neck as Oaestr caught me. “Take her to confinement,” Nyxt’s voice seemed to be coming from further and further away as my vision tunneled. “You were right. Queen or not, Navigator or not, she is damaged. We need to help her heal.” I fought against the darkness, struggled to stay awake, but whatever new toxin they put into my bloodstream didn’t just paralyze me; it stole my consciousness. “Why is it taking so long?” Oaestr se
[Carnelia] “Who is Primus?” The tall drake’s face twisted towards me, his right eyebrow raised, wrinkling the brow of his black skin, the color of midnight. His eyes, flashing green, remind me of my mate’s, much like the sharp edges of his chin. Much like Oaestr is my mirror copy, features like mine with colors switched, the same could be said of this male in his perfectly pressed uniform. “Her mate,” Oaestr answers for us both, her lip curling in disdain. “She’s obviously broken. This navigator may need to be recommissioned. She seems to be suffering from delusions.” If his physical differences weren’t enough to convince me that this drake is NOT Primus, his gait, the way he moves and holds himself, is nothing like my beloved. When this drake steps forward, he glides towards me in a graceful, but lifted, airy manner that reminds me of the movement of clouds. Primus moves with the smooth elegance of footsteps grounded in the soil beneath his feet, rolling through his movements wit
[Carnelia] Last time I fell through the void, I was trying to find Primus through the link of love forged between us as mates. I had been following the cord of connection that binds us, but somewhere, in the darkness, I lost the trail. Maybe it’s because this body is so fresh, and unlike my last two incarnations, has never felt a physical connection. My mate has never touched this skin, caressed this flesh, nor lost himself inside my core. Our souls know one another; they always will, but this shell hasn’t tasted the salt of his skin. The connection isn’t deep enough. “Maybe I should focus on my children,” I say softly, reaching up to touch my earrings. But my fingers find nothing but smooth flesh, without a single trace of piercing. My fingers are also bare of the mating ring Primus had placed on my finger on the beach of Vatra Island on the night he claimed me as his wife and princess. My heart skips. They’re lost. Left behind with my corpse. How could I have missed them before
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