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450 pages, Paperback
First published November 20, 2017
A warning. All of you will not survive until the end. There will be loss, Sam. And it will burn like nothing has ever burned before. You must remember to keep in the light, even when the dark begins to curl around your feet.Then Sam spent the rest of that book pondering on the fact that, unless something truly miraculous happens, someday Ryan will die and he will be left alone. And he outright refused to let that happen, EVER.



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"Because it’s always been you, Sam. I promise. I promise. I promise, because when I look upon these stars, there is nothing I wish for more than you."
"Stone crumbles."
"“In the end,” [...] “it is about the choices you make. Never forget that.”
“How did you think this was going to end?” Randall asked, as if he had all the time in the world. “What did you think you were going to accomplish here?”
It's funny and action-packed and sad and ridiculous and things will happen that you won't see coming, things that will change Verania forever.
Dragons sucked. I couldn’t believe I used to be so enchanted by them.
Fuck them. Fuck them all.
A warning. All of you will not survive until the end. There will be loss, Sam. And it will burn like nothing has ever burned before. You must remember to keep in the light, even when the dark begins to curl around your feet.





Life is like this: it aches. It’s biting, and you ache from it. You are strong, because they tell you that you are. You are stronger than anything they’ve ever seen. You have to be. It is what is expected of you.



Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I would love it,
If I could put my penis in you.

“You are not doing this,” Ryan growled. “I’m not going to just stand there and watch while you flirt with a man who’s not even as big around as my cock.”
“Oh my,” Gary said, staring down at Ryan’s crotch. “Hello, Knight Commander.”

"Tell me of your conquest. Leave no details out."
Kevin must have heard the come fuck me in Gary's voice, because he leered down at him in a way that made me intensely uncomfortable.
"They came out of the trees," he purred, eyes flashing. "And I told them that if they didn't turn around and march themselves right back to where they'd come from, that they would draw their last breath upon the field in which they stood."
"Oh my," Gary whispered.
"You should just ignore his erection," I told Ryan.
Ryan looked scandalized. "I was until you said that."
"And then I pulled myself to my full height, my muscles rippling and glistening in the sunlight-"
"Why were your muscles glistening?" I asked. "That doesn't even make any sense."
Gary glared at me. "It makes perfect sense. Just because you lack an imagination doesn't mean the rest of us have to suffer along with you."
"I'm just saying. Why was he glistening? Did he rub oil on himself - I shouldn't have said that."
"That's exactly what I did," Kevin said. "I was glistening because of the oil that I spurted on myself in anticipation of battle. I was hot and hard and moist and shiny-"
"I can't stop staring at it," Ryan said.
"We were good while we lasted," I said to him. "I understand if you don't think I can satisfy you anymore after seeing it. I know you're a bit of a size queen."
"You," the Great White said. "Dragon."
"Who is he talking to?" Kevin whispered to me.
I sighed. "You're the only other dragon here."
"Oh. Shit. Right. Okay. I've got this. Watch and learn."
"Wait! Don't do that weird thing where you talk like-"
"Greetings, O massive one," Kevin said. "I hear ye spaketh to me. I shall spaketh to thee in return so that thou and thine may spaketh together in conversationeth like dragons of old. Eth."
"Godsdammit," I muttered.
"I'm so good at negotiation," Kevin whispered to me.
"We're not negotiating!"
He ignored me. "Hear ye, hear ye, oh gigantic dragon! In exchangeth for your services in destroying the villain knowneth as Myrin, I offer to you a favor in return!"
"And what favor is this?" the Great White asked.
"Maybe you should stop talking," I suggested to Kevin. "Seeing as how he could eat us both in a single bite."
"Don't be ridiculous, pretty," Kevin said. "I'm a dragon. He's a dragon. We're practically best friends already. Besides, I know how to handle situations just like this." He raised his voice again as he addressed the Great White. "Thou are truly a gracious dragon. And I promise, no trickery to attract thou thither."
"That's not even a word!"
"It is so a word! Forgive him, oh significant one! He knoweth not of what he spaketh. He is a human, so therefore he is naturally stupideth and tiny and smells odd, but I like him, so I put up with him. Thou art understandeth me?"
Lady Tina DeSilva is another story. One day, and one day soon, I will stand before her and have my revenge. She will plead for mercy, and I will deny her request and say unto her, "Behold, you cankerous bitch! I stand before you as your ending!"
I began to cackle evilly.
That lasted only a few seconds, because it sounded as if a small chicken was being strangled.
I made a mental note to work on my evil laugh.
"And you're not going to read over my shoulder?" I asked him suspiciously.
It was the afternoon, and we were seated in the labs. I was hunched over my Grimoire, trying my best to hide the page that I'd randomly turned to away from him. (DEAR DIARY, I THINK RYAN SMILED AT ME TODAY. OR HE WAS SMILING AT SOMEONE BEHIND ME OR HE HAD GAS. I DON'T KNOW. IT WAS MADE OF ACTUAL SUNSHINE REGARDLESS.)
"I'm not going to read over your shoulder." He wasn't amused.
"Pinkie swear?" I asked, holding up said digit.
He glared at it like it was the most offensive thing he'd ever seen. Then, surprising the hell out of me, he extended his own pinkie, hooked it with mine, and shook our hands up and down twice.
I gaped at him as he dropped my hand.
"You tell anyone that I did that," he said, "and I'll reverse your anus."
"Meep," I said. "Okay, but follow-up question. Would it make me look like I had a tail or - and that must be your I'm About to Reverse Your Anus Face, so I'll just shut up now. And yes, before you ask, that was capitalized, so it's true now."

“Okay, here’s the plan. I’m going to try and talk our way out of this.”
“That is an awful plan.
“Kiss-ass,” I muttered.
“I like you,” Randall said. “For now.”
“Eep,” Ryan said.
“You’re a knight commander,” I hissed at him. “Find your balls, Foxheart!”
Randall ignored me, which was probably the best way to deal with me.
“You’re a good man, Sam. I know that I— I know that I don’t say it often. Or ever. But I am proud of you and the man you’ve become.”
I grinned at him. “Should we hug?”
He glared at me.
We were human. We breathed. We lived. We laughed. We broke. And in the end, we loved each other down to our very souls. We moved with a strange grace, the dance of life that pushed us together, and didn’t we just cling to each other? Didn’t we just hold on as tightly as we could in fear that at any possible moment, we’d be torn away?
Life is like this: it aches. It’s biting, and you ache from it. You are strong, because they tell you that you are. You are stronger than anything they’ve ever seen. You have to be. It is what is expected of you.
“...I think this is bigger than just you or me. It’s my destiny. And I still hate that word so, so much. Because it’s not fair. I never wanted this. I never asked for this. But it was given to me, regardless.”
“You’re not his mentor,” Ryan said. “Morgan is. Why would you need to teach him anything?”
Randall cocked his head at Ryan. Ryan blanched. “Uh. Why would you need to teach him anything, my lord head wizard Randall. Please don’t melt my face off.”
“Kiss-ass,” I muttered.
“I like you,” Randall said. “For now.”
“Eep,” Ryan said.
“You’re a knight commander,” I hissed at him. “Find your balls, Foxheart!”
...
“You came to Meridian City because you were worried about me.”
“Go fuck yourself,” he said coolly.
“Nah,” I said, ready to take our friendship to the next level. “I’ve got your ex-boyfriend for that.”
So I said Malakasham and Flora Bora Slam and Abra Wham, because everyone knew that you had to say magic words until magic happened.
“Because it’s always been you, Sam. I promise. I promise. I promise, because when I look upon these stars, there is nothing I wish for more than you.”
“You great big bag of assholes,” […] “How dare you say something romantic and sweet and wonderful like that!”
But even with all of that, even with the weight of everything resting upon my shoulders, I didn’t regret anything that had led me to this moment. To this man standing in front of me.


"A warning. All of you will not survive until the end. There will be loss, Sam. And it will burn like nothing has ever burned before. You must remember to keep in the light, even when the dark begins to curl around your feet."