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To survive, one must slay
Dragons have terrorized Julianna's village for generations. Nothing will stop her from succeeding in her first dragon hunt. Until she meets one, that is. His isn't what she was told to expect. Big, angry beast? No. Normal looking man?Um...yeah.
Ash is just as surprised by his first"dragon slayer." She's not big and tough. Sure, she's got a fire diamond sword--which she's very proud of--and some really uncomfortable looking armor, but her heart is bigger than she's willing to admit.
The war between their two races is only getting bigger and bloodier. Danger hides behind every bush, rock, and inn. As the two of them come together, they realize they have more in common than their leaders want them to notice. Together, Julianna and Ash might be able to discover what the real purpose of this war really is and find a way to stop it. For the sake of all their people: dragons and dragon slayers alike.
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Chapter One
I held the sword up in the air as the sun glinted off of it, blinding me for the briefest of seconds. That was something I’d have to watch out for in the future. It was also heavier than I expected it to be after unofficially training for so long with the old, battered swords. Normal swords. Boring swords. But this was no ordinary weapon. Apart from being the traditional sword of my family and my eighteenth birthday present to boot, I knew it to be hollowed out down the thickest part of the main shaft.
“You aren’t going to kill a dragon holding it up in the air like that, Julianna,” Jasper said with a smirk. “Do you expect them to just fly down from the sky and impale themselves on it?”
I lowered my sword and stuck my tongue out at my brother. At nineteen, he was exactly one year and one day older than me, a fact he liked to lord over me at all given opportunities. He was also taller, more popular, and downright annoying.
“Jasper, leave your sister alone. This time last year I seem to remember you nearly slicing off your big toe. We all have to start somewhere.” My father’s voice boomed toward us.
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French
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German
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Author review: Great to work with! |
