Princess Avari took only volunteers. The wyvern riders would hit hard and fast. And the mages would aim their spells at the markers. She stroked the flank of her wyvern whose scales were black as night. He would die beside her. As she would him. But they might buy her people another generation of freedom.
“Marry well, my brother,” Princess Avari said. “A woman you care for as much as you do our kingdom. Then I know you will have many strong sons and brave daughters.” He stared into the distance. “Will the fighting ever end so they will know peace?” Not unless they surrendered. But that wasn’t an end […]
Reader of books. Creator of worlds.
I’ve been reading romance stories since I first discovered Victoria Holt tucked away in my mother’s closet.
My husband later hooked me on fantasy.
Merging my two passions, I started writing fantasy romance. I love a good romance story, especially if it has knights in shining armor, elves, dragons, or wizards.