Carvanz

“My body was strong, even if I’d taken on a new injury since I’d been here. A sweet wound in the shape of Sister Liana.”
― Juliette Cross, Dragon Fire

“God, Kieren. Is there anything you’re not good at?”

The huskiness in his laugh promised me he was good at everything.”
― Juliette Cross, Dragon Fire

“I couldn’t explain it if I tried. Why the dominant animal that lived inside me needed her near me, within my protection, like I needed air in my lungs. It was older than time, this savage compulsion. If I’d been a true dragon like my ancestors, and not half human, I would’ve already tucked her beneath me, spread my wings in a show of dominance, and melted them with a breath of fire. But Morgons were more civilized, so I pretended I didn’t want to maim them for looking too appreciatively at Liana, keeping her close to my side.”
― Juliette Cross, Dragon Fire

“Now, I was a planet tilted off its axis. A brighter sun had appeared in my system, pulling me away from the world I knew before. All else paled in comparison to the magnificent Morgon man standing before me.”
― Juliette Cross, Dragon Fire