Novel & Cerita Nora Roberts Dragon Heart Series Book 3

You thought you could run away from me… My grip tightens on the card. You can never get away from me… Oh hell no. Love, Professor Mickelson. I look up slowly. At her. Tears falling. “Is this him?” She nods her head hard. Breaking completely. And something in me snaps in me clean. “What in the entire fuck…”

I pleaded, desperately peeling his hand off mine and swiftly walking away. As I hurriedly made my way towards the office I had been directed to, I couldn't shake off the nagging thought that if that guy was indeed a worker there, how could he afford such an extravagantly expensive car? Pushing the question aside, I made my way to the receptionist. "Hi I'm Nora Roberts, I was told to resume today" I said to the beautiful blonde lady who looked nice. She returned my smile and searched through some files as she spoke "Oh you're the new Personal Assistant to Mr Nathaniel Lockhart"

and I stopped him and said, "I am mated to you, I never stopped loving you, I nor Lora could ever get over you and we couldn't wait to die to be with you, but you came back saving us the trouble and we will be in this together for as long as the moon goddess wants us here." We entered his penthouse and Drax's eyes glazed over feeling pain, I knew something was wrong he grabbed my hand and we were back at my old pack and saw the rogues attacking. Lora linked us and said, "I feel the pain, something is wrong with our baby," and Drax said, "Where is Rikaa, Lora?" She said, "With Cam," and we changed into our wolves fighting the rogues, I linked Carl and he said, "Rikaa is dying, she has been at

I blinked away the tears stinging my eyes and took off my gloves, tossing them onto the bed. My hands still glowed hot and my body was aching with the need to release. Damn it! I hopped in the shower to cool myself off and swore never to talk to that dragon ever again. The next morning Nola arrived with a stack of books she thought I might enjoy reading. “It’s all the truth about dragons and possibilities of fire mages,” she explained. “His Majesty wanted you to have them as… mementos from his collection.” She gave a small pout.

I said, hoping to keep her talking. She caught my eye. “Don’t laugh, but it’s calledThe Deadly Dragon Sins Series. Each book features a different dragon that the protagonist must find and either destroy or make an alliance with. Each book's perspective changes as new characters are introduced, including their reasons for searching for dragons.” “That’s interesting,” I admitted. “How many books are there in the series so far?” “Eight. You could start with the first one and see how you like it. Each book can be read as a standalone, so you don’t have to worry about cliffhangers at the end.”

It was as if some unseen force was preventing me from speaking. I finally managed to say, “Probably. I’m not sure. All I am sure of is that this painting is a portal and it’s opening up.” “I don’t want to die at the hands of a soul collector,” she wailed. “I don’t want to die at all,” I snapped. Struggling free from her painful grasp, I added, “Panicking and breaking my arm isn’t going to help.” It was all too much for poor Nora. She broke down into tears as she fell to her knees. Regretting my harsh tone, I pulled her back to her feet and held her close while I continued to monitor the progressive changing of the painting as it shifted from two dimensional to three.

I darted in and out of the trees as fast as my legs would carry me. Soon enough I came into the clearing by the lake. Sat by the edge of the water was Draco's enormous ashen gray dragon. He let out another deafening roar into the air, and it was such a sad song. My heart broke for him when he lowered his head and nudged at the lifeless body of Lorena. His snout was huge, almost half the size of her tiny body, but he was so gentle when he tried to nudge her awake. He knew she was gone, but there was a part of him hoping that he was wrong. I stepped forward with my hands up, and when my foot snapped a twig he startled, shooting a fireball at me. I jumped out of the way and shouted out, “Draco,

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

Now the long years of loneliness begin again. And I will survive because dragons live forever. Tahr's story next... END OF PART THREE