Harper Grey : The Last Dragonslayer

I watched as my step-father tore my drawing of a dragon into pieces. "In this world, the real world, imaginary creatures don't exist. That's how the world is, always has been and always will be." I was fifteen, sitting at the dining room table and watching the rain pour outside my window.
Until now, I always thought everyone else was right and I was crazy, but I wasn't.
Who would have thought that a couple of teenage bullies, a messed up family, one horrible storm, whispers in the woods, and my clumsy ability to fall down a hill, I would land in a magical world where I would attend a magical school and become one of the most powerful people to ever exist. A place where magic really does exist.
I'm Harper-Grey and this is only the beginning of my story.