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It is said there’s a dragon fountain somewhere off the beaten path, a fountain where your wishes can be granted.
All you have to do is believe.
A female Robin Hood, a dragon frozen in time, a sexy werewolf, a trip through time to find your one true mate, a storybook vampire, a need for change, and a knight in shining armor.
One fountain.
One mighty dragon.
Seven wishes.
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No one knows what came first, man or dragon, but throughout history, man feared the great fire-breathing beast, terrified of its breath and its claws. Man ran long and far from the winged serpent until he came to a land rich and fertile, green where the dragon’s lands were blackened with the ash of its fire.
The dragon didn’t follow.
Until now.
She was out picking fruits to see her people through the winter months, innocent in her adventuring, never expecting to come upon a beast in the woods, one so great and mighty he was more myth than reality.
He frightened her, and in her fall, he saved her life.
Why would a creature, reported to be the very basest of evils in the world, stop to save the life of a girl he didn’t know? Couldn’t care about?
How could she not return the favor when his life came into question by her people?
Ciandra, Daughter of the Darkness, Elf of the Forest.
Trinigon FyreBreath, the Great Red Dragon.
A forbidden affair that could cost them their lives, but how can they say no when the Dragon’s Sacrifice has no fear of the flames?
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There is an ancient story, of a sorceress who lived deep within the waters of an enchanted lake and guarded with her presence a sword which Destiny had decreed would be used for the salvation of mankind, or for its downfall.
But the sword did not always live in the Waters…
And before it was struck in stone to await its fated bearer, the sorceress and her prince imbued the blade with its magic and its fortitude.
In the kingdom of Gouldaria, those without magic are the lowest of casts one can fall in, unless you are a Soul Eater, and then you are worse by far.
Valislava never used her magic to steal a soul. She has kept herself hidden, allowed herself to be shunned, lived in exile, all but for the love of the one man who she couldn’t have.
Prince Talyessin always knew who and what his Isla was, and he loved her still. But love was a meaningless thing when war threatened to tear them apart.