The Little Star
READING AGE 16+
One moment Celeste Slade, Queen of the Lycans, was in the heat of battle, fighting an army of Sirens bearing down on her home, her family, her people... the next, she was waking up in the middle of a tiny, dark cell. Alone. A thin gold bracelet on her wrist keeping her from using her abilities or calling on her Lycan, Alexandria, for help.
Day after day she held onto the hope that someone would find and rescue her. Her family, her people... anyone. The only thing to keep her sane in the constant darkness and loneliness was the vision of his face in her mind. The man her body, heart and mind declared to be her mate. The man whose very presence was enough to light her body on fire.
But as the days turn to years, and the cells around her begin to fill up with women of different species she realizes that rescue is not coming. She must find a way to save herself and the others before their captor's plans come to fruition.
After two thousand years of looking, Drogon, Prince of the Dragons, had found his Treasure, only for her to disappear days later. Despite years of looking, he refuses to give up hope of finding his Little Star. His father on the other hand is anxious to see his son settled and crowned, demanding he wed. To escape a forced marriage Drogon returns to Golden Crescent, just as an army is leaving to attempt a rescue of the very woman he's been longing for. But is it too late for them?
Can Celeste bring herself to trust again? Can Drogon pull down the walls she's erected around her heart? Mate bond aside, they need each other to bring down the organization that captured her and kept her prisoner. If they can ignore the embers of desire that constantly threaten to send them up in flames.
Unfold
“Years of planning! Wasted!” His bellowing echoed off the stone walls, sending others huddled down in the throne room rushing for the doors. Their exit was loud on its own, the clinging and crunching of broken glass and twisted metal under foot ringing through the air.
The once immaculate throne room looked like a battle had been waged……
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