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Dorothy McFalls
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Curse of the Midnight Dragon
Science Fiction & Fantasy
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Prince Cullen
Amaya meets the prince who has promised to destroy her.
Book Excerpt
Curse of the Midnight Dragon
I was no longer in the carriage, though it still felt like the world was swaying around me. There was a mattress beneath me and a blanket over me. It took quite a bit of effort, but I managed to peel open my crusty eyelids. Although my eyesight was blurred, I could make out the shape of a tall black-haired man. He was dressed in dark colors and wore gold-rimmed glasses. The frames glinted in the sunlight coming through the narrow window. He must have noticed that I was watching him. His gaze locked with mine. He stepped toward me.“She’s naked, why?”“Because I had to act quickly to secure her. The dragon’s system quickly dispels the poison I used to capture her. The first dragon I shot escaped and killed the man I’d sent to carry out the task of securing it. I needed to get those bindings on her immediately. And I can’t very well take them off. As soon as I remove them, she’ll shift back to her dragon form and kill me.”The new man continued to stare at me. “I doubt she’d have the strength to do anything other than growl at the moment.”“With your help, Prince Cullen, I plan to nurse her back to health and get her back into her dragon form as quickly as possible.”So, this is the friend who would scramble my mind? I’ll use his ribs as toothpicks.I took a sniff. He wasn’t—The room swam in and out of focus. What was I thinking about? Toothpicks?“I don’t know.” The prince’s gaze felt like it penetrated deep inside me. Like he could see all my secrets. Like he now knew everything there was to know about my family and my home. But that couldn’t be right. No magic could do that, could it? “With her so weakened, I might damage—”“You agreed,” the man snapped. “I’m taking a great risk getting your brother and his dragon into Tiburnia without alerting those in the army who would wish to seek revenge against him for how he decimated our forces. And in exchange, you agreed to—”“Yes. Yes. Very well,” the prince angrily interrupted. “I’ll do what needs to be done.” With a sigh, he crouched next to the bed. After a silent moment, he adjusted his glasses. His brows furrowed. “What’s your name?” he asked, his voice as soft and gentle as a warm summer breeze.“Amaya.” My voice cracked.Why did I tell him that? He was the enemy, the one who’d been brought here to break my mind.My mind is already broken. The fever seemed to have done that.A smile creased the corners of the prince’s mouth. “Amaya.” I liked how my name sounded on his tongue.
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