What do dragons, knights and romance have in common? Grab a copy of multi-published author Daryl Devore’s medieval fantasy romance – The Last Dragon and discover the answer.
A sorcerer craving dominance merged with a dragon, the power overwhelmed him causing him to split into three dragons. Demora ruled thought, but was lost in time. Yidithe offered protection, shining like the light of the sun. Ayrradex craved chaos, revelling in destroying souls.
Many knights died, attempting to slay the devil beast. One knight, Prince Hawkyns, did not fear death. He’d lost everything. Away on a mission when Ayrradex attacked his father’s kingdom, Penrythe, Hawkyns returned to find his noble father – feeble and defeated. His wise mother – crazed. His beautiful wife and unborn child – dead. Only a pile of ashes remained for him to bury. He knelt before his King and vowed to slay the devil-beast or be slain.
Derry was born with powers that terrified her parents. They delivered her to a nunnery to be raised in secret. Jathe, a wise sorceress, discovered the young girl and trained her to one day use the secret hidden in her soul.
Legends spoken around campfires hinted the sole way to destroy Ayrradex was when the hearts of a knight and a golden dragon became one. But after a vicious battle with Ayrradex, the golden dragon was thought to be dead.
Can Prince Hawkyns’s bravery and Derry’s powers end the reign of the devil-beast’s terror?
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“Will ye join me in the garden?” The monk led the way to a small worn, wooden bench resting beneath a massive old oak tree. He settled himself, straightening his long black robes. “I’m Father Jacobus. The abbot of Baswich Abbey.”
“Baswich?” Hawkyns rubbed under his nose. “That is many, many days ride from my home.”
“And where is home?”
Hawkyns shifted to face the monk. He bowed his head and placed his hand over his heart. “I am Prince Hawkyns of Penrythe. I am on a quest. I hunt a dragon. The one that destroyed my father’s kingdom and…” His voice failed him. “Also, my wife and our unborn child.”
The abbot closed his eyes, crossed himself and mumbled a prayer. Hawkyns hoped it would make his family’s place in heaven a little sweeter.
“I offer comfort as ye look troubled.”
Hawkyns raised both hands and rubbed his face. “Father, there is so much I do not understand.” He waved one hand around. “I know not how I came to be here. I was a few days’ ride from my home. When I went to bathe in the river… I know not what happened. I awoke on a field of soft summer flowers. An angel stood over me. I should be dead. But, I live. I am of flesh and bone. I know right from wrong. My heart has not hardened. My soul is still mine. But, now…” He shook his head, rubbing his forehead. “I am here. How can that be?”
A mischievous smile crossed the monk’s serene face. “Those who witnessed yer arrival say ye fell from the sky. Like a fallen angel.”
Hawkyns raised his brow. “I am not an angel. Nor a demon. I am a mortal. I cannot fly. How is this possible? Some evil magick?”
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Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines and sweet romances with little to no heat. She has several published books available on Amazon in ebook or print book and available at other book retailers via Books2Read.
Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and 2 cats. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.