Free the dragons? Piece of cake.
Julianna never thought that going after her first dragon after years of dreaming to be a Slayer would result in saving one, but now she's determined to not only keep Ash safe, but help him free the dragons trapped in the Slayer's swords.
The only way to free them requires a visit to the Goblins who created the swords in the first place. Not so easy a task when Dronias is divided by war. Getting answers is only half the battle, and danger is creeping closer as Ash and Julianna search for every last sword created.
With the help of an unlikely ally long believed dead, Julianna and Ash will stop at nothing to free those enslaved. As Julianna risks more and more of herself to keep her promise, will Ash be able to keep her safe? Or will her sacrifice be her undoing?
-USA Today Bestseller (August 2017)
- #1 in Teen & Young Adult Interactive Adventure
- #1 in Teen & Young Adult Visionary & Metaphysical
The early morning sun bathed the fields in a warm glow, painting the scenery in warm hues of pink and orange. In any other situation, I would have been happy to sit out in the fields, aimlessly watching the day go by. But today was no ordinary day and the beautiful view of summer fields in front of me was only part of the vista, for in front of them were hundreds of dragons. Dragon shifters to be precise. Each milling around, absorbed in their own task. Some were healing the battle wounded, some were sharpening swords and one was silently wrapping up my arm in a bandage where I’d purposely cut it just ten minutes previously. That one was Ash, the dragon shifter who’d been by my side right from the start of all of this mess we were currently in. I’d had to cut my arm so my blood could free a dragon from a sword. My blood, it seemed, was the key to their freedom. I looked down to the ground beside me. Three more swords lay waiting, the souls of dragons trapped inside. Next to them was the empty one. Just looking at it, you could tell it was now free of a dragon soul. It was black and tarnished and looked sad next to its gleaming brothers.
“No,” said Ash firmly. It was the first word he’d said in the last twenty minutes.
“No what?” I asked.
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