A sweeping epic fantasy series full of mystery and adventure, rare jewels and mythical creatures. Ancient legends don't come back to life. Until they do... The vast, winged draykoni once ruled the skies of the Seven Realms, uncontested and unstoppable - so the stories say. But they are only tales. Aren't they? A shy young woman is about to learn that sometimes, even the most far-fetched story might prove to be the plain, simple truth. In book one, Draykon: When Llandry Sanfaer discovers a new type of jewel, her life changes forever. Wonderful and terrible, the gem exerts a strange influence over those who behold it. Soon people are dying for it - and Llandry herself becomes a target. This is only the beginning. In book two, Lokant: the long-vanished draykoni race have returned, but with them comes another mystery. Who are the enigmatic, white-haired sorcerers stalking the draykoni across the Worlds? And what do they want with Llandry? As war builds between humankind and draykoni, Lady Evastany must uncover the truth about her own unique heritage - before it's too late. In book three, Orlind: War has broken out between the humans of the Seven Realms and the long-lost draykoni race. As Llandry fights to defend her home, Eva begins a desperate quest into the heart of the mystical Lokant Libraries - a quest that will lead her deep into the mysteries of the long-lost Seventh Realm.

~~~~~~~ I can feel his warm breath on the back of my neck making my body lean closer into him. I push my wolf back down in attempt to see what he had just said. Wait what? I try to get down so I can go bring the horse back to Alexandra, but as I do Jason's hands come around my waist gripping them making me stay in place. A shiver goes down my spine and I can't fight my wolf back down this time she was at the surface. Since I just got her back I forgot how hard it was to keep her at bay and I've been out of practice for a year. I feel my body relax and my back rest's up against his chest. The heat and sparks fly through my body bringing nothing but joy. I can hear his heart beat intensify and hear his breaths quicken as I turn toward him, placing my hand on his face and look into his bright blue eyes that have changed from the state they were in earlier. Meaning his wolf was in control as well. He takes one hand off my waist and brings it up to the hand I had on his face. With more skin to skin contact from his body she can't help but press us closer. That's when Jason picks me up by my hips and places me backwards in the saddle so I'm now straddling him in a sense. Our chest are glued together and our faces close enough to touch. I felt closer and the farthest away from him at the same time. At this point I'm screaming on the inside for my wolf to stop and slow down. We don't even know him. She wont listen. And as seconds go by I forget why I wanted her to stop us in the first place. ~~~~~~~