So as it turns out being the Chosen One of the Dragons isn't really all it's cracked up to be. Oh who am I kidding? It sucks. It sucks big time. Suck on a level of... I don't even have an analogy for the level of suck. My folks are the King and Queen of the Gold Dragon Clan. Oh and the First Knight is my other dad. Yeah, I know, two dads. Sue me, I'm a freak. Or maybe not so much in this day and age. Magically aged from three to nineteen, now a year later I'm finally starting to get my life together. You know, the one I was thrust into overnight. Toddler to adult in the blink of an eye with no learning curve in between. Now, here I am. I've got two great friends in Rose and Rory. Rose newly promoted Queen of the Werewolves, mostly, but that's a story in it's own. I've got a hot boyfriend. Seriously, he's really hot. He's also... annoying as hell? Ugh, I shouldn't even say that to myself. See the other part of being 'Chosen' is that I was reborn. In my last life Lou and I were married. We were together for years and for him all those memories, all that time, is still right now. The downside is for me, it's the past. My mentor, Remy, is an Ancient Black dragon and as it turns out he was the Chosen One of his age. And have I mentioned that he failed? Yeah the price of failure is that magic dies. One step at a time until it's gone from the world completely. So, you know, no pressure or anything. I fail and every shifter, every witch, every creature that has a magical nature will just fade away. I'm not ready to save the world...
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