As I say in the review, this is a cool, sweet story I very much enjoyed. Read on to see why.
The Last Dragon by Daryl Devoré released yesterday in the Fantasy romance genre.
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?
Amazon – print – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08QRVJ59P
Books2read – ebook – https://books2read.com/The-Last-Dragon
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BookSprout – read and review – link pending
This story is cool. It starts very dark, with Heroine stuck in a horrible life not even her can explain. Then surprises start rolling in and boy, they always get better and better until the end, where it all comes together. I liked the characters, who are always well rounded and honest (but that’s typical for Daryl’s’ people. She never shies away from the truth of them). This is a story of empowerment, of self acceptance, and of love. And it’s an adventure for the characters and the readers.
Daryl’s writing is straight to the point, no-nonsense way of telling a story that brings you right at the center of it, with no flurry detours. Dialogue brings the story forward, a style of writing I’m partial too. You’re there for the story and for the people in it, and the tone and language will reflect that. No detour, no BS. Only the adventure with the characters.
Scene set – while on a mission to save a newborn from a crazed mob, Derry and Prince Hawkyns rest in a nunnery.
Derry glanced down at her skirt, dirty from the past few day’s exertions. “I fear to ask.”
“Baswich Abbey is no more. It has been burned to the ground.”
“The people burned…”
Hawkyns shook his head. “A dragon. He flew in breathing hellfire. The village—” He closed his eyes and heaved a dejected sigh. “Pariset’s father told me to take his son. Protect him. The horse struggled with all of us. He jumped off. I searched for him, but had to give up to get his mother here.”
He slammed his hand on the table. His mug of ale shook.
A soft cough sounded behind them. The Mother Superior stood with her hands folded. “I fear ye may not stay. We have no rooms for a man.”
“But—” Derry was silenced by the gentle pressure of Hawkyns’ hand on hers.
“I can sleep rough. ‘Tis early autumn, but the evenings are still warm. A blanket would be most appreciated.”
The nun bowed her head and exited.
Anger darkened Derry’s brow. “’Tis not fair. Ye risked yer life—”
“The sisters leave the world as we know it. Men are not part. I will find a quiet place and bed down. My bones are so weary I could lay on a pile of rocks and snore so loud I’d make the forest tremble.” He finished his stew and showed her the empty dish. “In the morning, I will search for Pariset. I will find him and return him to his mother.”
He did not need to wait until morning. A loud smash against the nunnery’s thick, wooden front door and a yell, we have the boy, signalled where Pariset was. “Give us the babe and we will not hurt the boy or the sisters.”
Hawkyns gulped the last of his ale and stood. Derry wanted to yell for him not to go, but she knew that was selfish and wrong. He was a knight. A protector. He had to go. Even though deep in her heart she knew this was the man she could love and that letting him walk into the mob meant his certain death, she said nothing as he walked away.
Her lips held back words while her heart screamed with fear.
About Daryl Devore
I’m a hot romance writer, with several sexy books published and more to come.
I am also a sweet romance writer with several great reads and more to come.
When I’m not writing I’m either at yoga or belly dance unless it’s summer and then I’m gardening.
How did I end up writing The Last Dragon?
A long time ago – and I mean a looong time ago – I wrote a medieval romance. My publisher – at the time – said he kept expecting a dragon to show up at some point in the story.
I’d never written a medieval romance and definitely not a fantasy, but that comment rattled around in the back of my head for a few years.
One day, the concept decided it was time and pushed forward. I started the story, but wasn’t happy where it was going. Why?
I was changing. I’d written several hot/erotic romances – the medieval one being the most “erotic”. And it was dark. I didn’t want to write hot romances any more.
I’m a happy person – I didn’t like having to get my head into the dark place to write the new story. So, the book sat – for years. In 2016, I started dabbling with it again. I have a long-time friend and cp who I can bounce ideas off. We went around in circles while I tried to sort out what I wanted to write.
Then one day, for some reason, it all came together. I am a panster and have no idea where my story is going. I get an idea – gee what if ???? were to happen? And then I write it to make it happen.
I began to have a lot of fun writing the story.
My beta reader suggested splitting the book into three and making an epic trilogy. My ego got in the way – Hello Game of Thrones!! – and I pondered and tried to work out that concept and after several months, I conceded – I loved my story the way it is.
But, I will let you in on a little secret – an off-shoot story has suddenly pushed its way to the forefront and I am now writing my second medieval fantasy romance.
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