Legend
Dragonrider Legacy
Book 3
Nicole Conway
Genre: YA Fantasy
Publisher: Month9Books
Date of Publication: May 7, 2019
Dragonrider Legacy
Book 3
Nicole Conway
Genre: YA Fantasy
Publisher: Month9Books
Date of Publication: May 7, 2019
ISBN: 978-1948671361
ASIN: B07M59GM4D
Number of pages: 384
Cover Artist: Title and cover design by Danielle Doolittle
Cover illustration by Tatiana A. Makeeva
Tagline: In a war of gods and tyrants, the will of the dragonrider must never falter.
Book Description:
Captured and tortured by the brutal tyrant, Argonox, Reigh’s worst fears have now been realized. Argonox has successfully twisted his mysterious dark power for a truly evil purpose—reanimating the long-deceased legendary dragonrider, Beckah Derrick, and her monstrous king drake. But Argonox’s cruelty won’t end there, and Reigh fears the worst is yet to come. Rescue is unlikely as the Tibrans prepare to make their final strike, poised to break Maldobar’s ranks of proud dragonriders once and for all.
With many of its cities already captured by the Tibran Empire, all hope now rests with Jaevid, Princess Jenna, Phillip, and their mismatched band of dragonrider allies to lead the last stand and save their kingdom. Even in such frightful times, Jaevid may find he still has a few old friends ready to take up their weapons and stand at his side again. But facing down Beckah is perhaps the one thing that might break Jaevid’s resolve. Can he really strike down the woman he used to love in order to save the kingdom?
One final battle will decide the fate of our heroes. Can the strength dragonrider prevail once again? Or will the Tibran Empire become Maldobar’s new legacy?
“Bravery is not an immunity to fear—it is rising up to meet it with the hope that nothing is impossible.” — Sile Derrick, FLEDGLING
LEGEND is the final book in Nicole Conway’s trilogy DRAGONRIDER LEGACY, which also includes SAVAGE and HARBINGER.
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Excerpt:
Bellowing howls
and thunderous booms shook the ground under me. The sound of snarls, snapping
teeth against scales, and shrieks of pain seemed to come from every direction.
I recognized the deep inhale and throaty hiss, followed by the roar of flames.
A dragon was spitting its fiery venom so close by I could smell the acidic
tinge of it lingering in the air. The low hum of something huge swooshed right
over me, probably missing me by inches. A tail? Wings? Gods only knew. But I
couldn’t even lift my head to see.
The brawl seemed
to end as abruptly as it had begun. No more roars. No more flame. A break in
the commotion with only the distant sound of the battle to fill the silence.
A soft whine and
series of pops, clicks, and chirps resonated against my ear and a hot blast of
musky breath blasted over my cheek. I felt it. Something huge was looming over
me. But I couldn’t move or open my eyes.
A rough shove
rocked my senses, rolling me over so that I flopped onto my back. More hot
breaths blasted against my face. I didn’t have to see her. I knew it was Vexi.
It took every ounce of strength left in my body to will my eyes open. The end
of her big green nose was right in my face, smelling me and whining. She licked
at my forehead, one big swipe of sticky dragon spit up the bridge of my nose
all the way to my hairline.
“H-hey there,” I
managed to rasp weakly.
She chirped,
huge blue eyes blinking down at me with concern. Curling her scaly body around
me like a protective living barrier, she laid her head on the ground right next
to mine. Her ears perked toward me and nostrils puffed in deep, as though she
could sense I was in bad shape.
Too late, I
realized that leaving her, trying to send her away, was by far the stupidest
thing I’d ever done. That’s saying something, I know. Doing stupid stuff was
basically my life’s hobby. But Kiran had told me about the loyalty of dragons
many times. And right after Vexi chose me, Jenna had said something about it,
too. She’d said that our bond was special—that Vexi would stick by me no matter
what, even in death. At the time, I hadn’t understood what that meant.
Now I did.
About the Author:
NICOLE CONWAY is an author from North Alabama. She graduated from Auburn University in 2012, and has previously worked as a graphic artist. She is happily married with one son.
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