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Cyryl is rising to mate. **This story will continue in The Dragon Rider: Book Two of The Dragon Thief Trilogy.

It was a good thing I wasn’t seen, otherwise Auth couldn’t have written it off since I don’t exactly fit the theme of the book. The monster is from my friend Demon’s book, though I think he is called Daemon now; he would be pissed if I got it wrong. I don’t think Auth gave a title to his book yet, but she knows she wants to turn it into a comic which will probably never happen since she can’t draw and she procrastinates with everything. Plus, it took her three tries to figure out the right book for him. Auth actually created his character first along with his cafe, or was it a bakery back then? He likely still owns a cafe in this rendition, as despite the mismatch with his character, I can’t

“No, Dad. I mean, my father. How did he get the opportunity to convince Vak to let his son marry me.” “Oh, that. Well, if you remember, Vak’s brother, Nikjin Whitehound, is raising a rebellion against him. We heard that he sold his soul to the devil and in return, he was given dark powers which he has used to create an army of beastly werewolves. He has plans to take over all the werewolf clans all over the north and then overthrow Vak, to become the new supreme leader. He wants to become the Prime Alpha even though he knows that he does not stand a chance, seeing that Vak has three sons. This is a monarchy, and therefore, the next Prime Alpha has to be Vak’s oldest son.”

instead of the black knight. In my head, he was a kind of prince. And I was more than inclined to use it as a prototype for the ideal man of the book I intended to write. Gradually during that week the image of Flynn began to be painted on my head as the male character of my story, even though he was much more like the powerful and successful protagonist. Every day I got home and started talking, whether by call or message, I opened my laptop and let my mind travel to that adult romance of my dreams.

"FTC bought your fairy tale. Acquisition breathes." "Our fairy tale," I countered, hazel dissecting his obsidian calm, sipping sharp burn. "Omega's hack narrative sticks—for now. Your move next." Proximity hummed danger, his heat invading silk, cologne smoky citrus invading senses. Bodies pressed close in the swirl, his hand ghosting my waist—claim veiled as dance. Synergy crackled, minds circling, but undercurrent pulled darker, forbidden heat pooling traitorous.

They give peace and maybe joy. But as the awe and wonder settled within me, my gaze fell upon a figure below: the dragon prince himself. What was he doing here? Adam stood beside him and my panic gripped me anew. How furious would he be to see me riding his dragon? Fear once again clenched my heart, as I pondered the consequences of this unexpected twist of fate Rex’s POV

I felt weary and tired after my big heist. Those little blood suckers were dumber than I thought. I held the bangle.in my hands quickly tracing over it. It was nothing special, it looked like a token the Parian merchants would sell. Did king Alec really think his little soldiers could kill the dragon prince? If I was able to infiltrate their little barriers what more a dragon? No, I would be the one to end the little princes life. They needed someone cunning and easy like myself, one that blended in with the shadows but possessed great power to protect herself.

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"How cute, you're talking to yourself," someone snapped me from my sleep. I've never seen this person before, and somehow they have gotten into my room. He had a menacing smile on his lips, walking towards me with a blade in his hands. "Wh-who are you?" I ask, my voice sounding hoarse. "I wouldn't worry about that if I were you, little lady." he says still coming closer. "I'm just someone who is interested in seeing the Alpha mates half-blood power."