LOGINI offered Cassius a quick smile before I turned back to a stunned Draven. “Come!” I commanded. Robotically, he walked to us as we were standing beside Cassius’s car. I wonder why I have this effect on him. Regina spoke in my mind, “I think one of our tribe members is in him. But I will say that using my big girl voice feels really good.” I giggle inside because it does feel good to not cower. In fact, it feels damn good. In addition to my newfound confidence, I feel something else: this dark fire that begins to spark and burn. As the heat rises, so does my anger. My mates surround Draven, preventing his escape. Could he use magic? Yes, but that requires chanting and his coven, based on the ritual I had witnessed. “You took something you had no right to,” I growled.“What are you talking about? Who are you, people?” Draven asks. Cassius takes a step closer to Draven. His glare intensifies, “You know exactly who we are.” His head turned to me before he looked back at Draven, “Now mee
The moment we pulled into the town limits of Blackbriar, I suddenly realized that everything I read was true. The history of this place was a dark one. Pre-1600, it was originally sacred ground for rituals performed by Native Americans. In the late 1600s, European settlers arrived, and there were witch trials where many witches and innocent souls were burned. In the 1700s, a mysterious epidemic breaks out, and the town is essentially now dead. Many think that the witches got their revenge. In the 1810s, the War of 1812 began; Blackbriar became a penal colony, which included a prison and a hospital where many soldiers were tortured. Their bodies were buried in unmarked graves. In the 1830s, the Native American forced removal policy in North America started, and many died unnecessarily. In the 1850s, a gem mine was found, and the town was revitalized. In the 1860s, a prison camp for Civil War POWs was built, and later used as a normal prison. In the 1890s, Native Americans ended organiz
After I saw everything that Draven did, I went back to my body. The Trio sat cradling me between them. It was sweet, but I needed to tell them everything, because I had a surprise planned. I need to do it during the full moon because that's when witches are at their peak, and I yearn for him to fall hard. “If witches could just seize a dragon, all of them would. Why this guy?” Conner asks.“I don't know, and I don't care. That dragon was waiting for its person to be reborn. He just took it. It didn't choose him!” The room began to shake as a crack of thunder sounded overhead, and all of the lights went out.Conner strokes my hair and my cheek, “Avery, you need to calm down a bit, or you might form a tornado, and we have not had one of those in centuries.” He kisses me softly, “Please calm down, please.”I know he's right. But what Draven did bothers me. Does he think that because he now has a dragon, he could have one as a mate? It doesn't work like that. We don't choose. We either
Draven’s POVI have been trying this ritual every year since I was sixteen. Sixteen was when I became a man in this goddess-forsaken town. A Seer foretold that I would find my mate, as Tiamat has been reborn. I was told to do a summoning ritual during the full moon when it is in the constellation of Sagittarius. I have done that for the last six years. I am tired of waiting for and wanting what is mine and the power that I will gain from our union. After the ritual failed again this spring, I decided to try it in September. I will try it every month if that's what it takes. “Primordial mother, I summon you. Tiamat, I summon you.”During this rite, we will be passing through stages of astral Draconthropy to become as Tiamat, to become a dragon - powerful, wise, decisive, standing in our power where we will harness 'melammu,' the black flame and spark of creation that resides within us, to be our own gods and stand in our power. We are going to use Leviathan, the dragon god of the subc
When Clint and I returned from the college library, we went to a restaurant and had lunch before we made it into our tribal lands. Everybody kept looking at us. Clint shrugged and told me that everyone recognizes nobility, but I still didn't like how they looked at me with their judgemental eyes. Regina didn't either because I felt her pacing. I hurriedly ate and told Clint I was just very hungry, when in reality, I just wanted to get back home. It was still early afternoon when we got to the palace. We had about two hours before the others would be home. “I think it is time that we should pick up where we left off at the library,” Clint says, as a sly smile creeps across his luscious lips. I bite my lip as I raise an eyebrow, “Oh?”He laughs as he picks me up and carries me to his room. He reaches around his television and presses a button. The wall shifts to reveal a hidden room. I gasp before he kisses me. It is an erotic playroom like the ones I had read about in some of my book
It has been three days since the incident at the river. We are still no closer to figuring out who wanted to incapacitate or kill the Naga Tribe’s dragons. I have tried to be around more of the members of our tribe, but I have not felt or seen anything. Maybe, I was wrong to assume that someone within our tribe might have helped or known something. I am trying to relax in a bath when I am hit with a vision. Not thinking, I jump out of the tub and go from room to room looking for one of my mates. I tried Cassius first since his room was the closest to mine, but he wasn't there. Conner wasn't in his room either. I threw open Clint’s door and he was getting dressed for school. “I need to go to a human library.”He rushed over to me and shut the door. He pulled me to him, “I will, but first, don't you think you need to dry off and put on some clothes? Not that I don't love looking at your naked body, but I don't want strangers looking at what is mine.” I tried to cover myself and he chuc
Clint's POVI had a pleasant time with Avery this evening. She can be funny when she chooses to be. She was dead-on that I would like that iced coffee, too. None of the other girls have ever guessed what I like, or even asked, for that matter. They just let me decide everything. Taking this chance
I know they said they wanted a clean slate, but I still don't trust them. Have they changed how they treat me? Yes, and they had started before I was tortured and left for dead. “Fine, I will go.” I didn't want to sound too eager, and I didn't want to not give him a chance, especially since he was
When I walked into Miss Alman’s class, Conner was waiting on me with a smile. Once I took my seat, he leaned over and whispered, “I guessed that you liked lilies.”I giggled, but I put my hand over my mouth to stifle it, because I didn't want to draw attention to either myself or Conner. “You did f
Conner's POVSince Avery nearly died, I have seen her in a different light. Her body might be frail, but her spirit was far from that. She keeps pushing forward no matter what has been done to her. She more than deserves the surprise in her locker that my brothers and I arranged. As I think back to







