A Dragon’s Fated Heart book 3
The apocalypse had come and gone.
Secrets lie buried waiting to be found.
Dragons are not the only ones awakening to a new world.
Grace has always felt a bit like an outsider, even in her own family. She preferred to do things on her own, ignoring her loneliness. That all changes when Rog barrels into her life, opening her eyes to so much more.
Dragon shifter Rog has seen what problems hiding your inner dragon from your mate brings. Saving his mate from a precarious situation, he changes in front of her. Her awe and hesitant acceptance have him wrapped around her finger in a heartbeat.
Together they find a hidden, cryonic facility. Do they awaken the lost souls hidden in the depth of the mountain? Dare they take the chance of possibly bringing back the diseases to once again ravage their world?
Those are easy questions, but how can Rog explain the mating ritual to change Grace into a dragon involves himself and other dragons giving her more pleasure in a once in a lifetime experience?
Amazon INT: mybook.to/SavingGraceDFHbook3
Cover by Anytime Author Promotions
Hark burped, flame slipping out.
“Watch it.” Rog spat a burst of flame back.
“Pfft. You know it won’t hurt you.” Hark rolled over on his back. “What do you think humans used this for?”
“It’s a road of some sort. I’m not sure what they needed such a fancy one for.” Rog looked around. “It doesn’t seem like they even finished it.”
Surrounding them, equipment stood, metal pieces crisscrossing into the air. Cables hung down, attached to long metal forms. Columns stood nearby, standing, solid forms of stone reaching into the sky with nothing on them.
“If they only knew what would happen, do you think they would have built so many useless things?” Hark twisted, scratching his back against the loose stone on the ground.
Rog shrugged, looking around. “Maybe. Humans do many useless things.”
Hark rolled, settling on his stomach against the black. “It is warm, though.”
Rog wiggled, stretching next to him. The warmth of the black stone seeping into his belly. “It is. It may be useless to the humans, but I like it.”
The storm continued to rage above them. The cool rain splashed off his scales running off him to the sides of the road. Opening his mouth, Rog rolled out his tongue capturing drops and swallowing them.
“Do you think we will ever find our mates?”
Grab your copy today!