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“Losing you again is not saving me baby. That’s a cold fucking place to be and I will not go back there.” He kissed her hard on the lips. “And neither will you.”
― Claiming Her
― Claiming Her
“He watched her fantastic ass sway as she stomped toward the exit, wondering how he could fuck this up any more. He couldn't. There was no possible way he could fuck this up further, so he had nothing to lose.”
― Keeping Her
― Keeping Her
“The wind whipped about in a frenzy, and Solan saw Melly stiffen as she tilted her head.
A minute later, she gasped and arched her back, and he had to struggle to both stay on his feet and hold onto her. The wind built into a raging inferno that pushed everything in the camp back so that when it finally stopped, the ground was cleared three feet in every direction. Aarion, Lux, and most of their camp had been pushed back haphazardly to the trees. The Lady Melisande was out cold.
Lux and Aarion moved forward from where they had flown, both wiping leaves and debris from their leathers. Lux shook his head at the fragile-seeming mage in his commander’s arms. “It’s good that she has a dragon mate to watch out for her. I don’t think a human male could handle the stress.”
― Web of Bones
A minute later, she gasped and arched her back, and he had to struggle to both stay on his feet and hold onto her. The wind built into a raging inferno that pushed everything in the camp back so that when it finally stopped, the ground was cleared three feet in every direction. Aarion, Lux, and most of their camp had been pushed back haphazardly to the trees. The Lady Melisande was out cold.
Lux and Aarion moved forward from where they had flown, both wiping leaves and debris from their leathers. Lux shook his head at the fragile-seeming mage in his commander’s arms. “It’s good that she has a dragon mate to watch out for her. I don’t think a human male could handle the stress.”
― Web of Bones
“What is that?” Morgan asked, coming out of her shock and pointing at the “wagon” they had procured for the journey.
“What do you mean?” Ladon asked. “It’s a wagon. For Melisande and the supplies.”
Melly cleared her throat and tried not to laugh. “Generally wagons in the human world are made of wood. Not gold and precious gems.” She didn’t want to even think about how strong those fire beasts had to be to pull a solid gold wagon. Morgan laughed beside her while Melly continued, trying to be diplomatic, “If we are trying to remain unnoticed, we” “ will need to be a little less ... ostentatious.”
The dragons looked around at each other. It was Eben who spoke. “We decided since there was no way for our dragons to pass as human, we would give a display of wealth and violence, so that the humans would be impressed enough to keep their distance.”
Melly looked at Morgan, who rolled her eyes, her lips twitching. “I believe that the Dragon Knights and flaming horses will be a sufficient sight to strike fear in the populace,” Melly said, trying to keep the smile out of her voice. “Perhaps excessive even. But it would be best not to advertise quite so strongly the wealth of the dragon lands. Humans have been known to act foolishly when wealth is at stake.”
All the dragons looked to the wagon again. “Perhaps you are right,” Eben finally said.
The big blue dragon male shrugged his massive shoulders and nodded. “Humans can be greedy things.” Coming from a people that surrounded themselves with treasure and had made a solid gold wagon, this struck Melly as ironic.
Morgan must have thought so too. Her voice was dry when she spoke. “Yes, If only they had the fortitude of dragons to be able to resist acquiring shiny baubles.”
The dragons turned as one and looked at them, blinking big exotic eyes, and glinting like jewels in the sun.
Melly cleared her throat. “So, a wooden wagon?”
― Web of Bones
“What do you mean?” Ladon asked. “It’s a wagon. For Melisande and the supplies.”
Melly cleared her throat and tried not to laugh. “Generally wagons in the human world are made of wood. Not gold and precious gems.” She didn’t want to even think about how strong those fire beasts had to be to pull a solid gold wagon. Morgan laughed beside her while Melly continued, trying to be diplomatic, “If we are trying to remain unnoticed, we” “ will need to be a little less ... ostentatious.”
The dragons looked around at each other. It was Eben who spoke. “We decided since there was no way for our dragons to pass as human, we would give a display of wealth and violence, so that the humans would be impressed enough to keep their distance.”
Melly looked at Morgan, who rolled her eyes, her lips twitching. “I believe that the Dragon Knights and flaming horses will be a sufficient sight to strike fear in the populace,” Melly said, trying to keep the smile out of her voice. “Perhaps excessive even. But it would be best not to advertise quite so strongly the wealth of the dragon lands. Humans have been known to act foolishly when wealth is at stake.”
All the dragons looked to the wagon again. “Perhaps you are right,” Eben finally said.
The big blue dragon male shrugged his massive shoulders and nodded. “Humans can be greedy things.” Coming from a people that surrounded themselves with treasure and had made a solid gold wagon, this struck Melly as ironic.
Morgan must have thought so too. Her voice was dry when she spoke. “Yes, If only they had the fortitude of dragons to be able to resist acquiring shiny baubles.”
The dragons turned as one and looked at them, blinking big exotic eyes, and glinting like jewels in the sun.
Melly cleared her throat. “So, a wooden wagon?”
― Web of Bones
“No, really. I’m fine.” Cassie stammered, trying again to get out of Ben's lap. This time he let her. “Just take care of Roxanne. I’m going to let it stew, then run screaming into the night.” Everybody turned to look at her. “What? It’s a solid plan.”
― Loving Her
― Loving Her
