Release Day Celebration: Legend by Nicole Conway
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Legend by Nicole Conway
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In a war of gods and tyrants, the will of the dragonrider must never falter.
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 (Dragonrider Legacy 3)
by Nicole Conway
Publication Date: May 7, 2019
REIGH & NOH FIGHT THE TIBRANS AT NORTHWATCH TOWER
There wasn’t time to count them, but at first glance, I figured there were about thirty angry Tibran soldiers standing between the hall to the left and me. That was where our new ally, Aedan, had advised me Aubren was being held in the solitary confinement cells. Right. Time to get to work.
A Tibran commander shoved his way to the front of the ranks, shouting the order for the archers to open fire. The twang of a dozen bowstrings filled the air with iron-tipped arrows all aimed straight at me.
I dropped into a crouch, gritting my teeth against the sharp pain in my throbbing brain as my blades flickered in my hands, their jagged tips leaving lingering trails of streaking black smoke that hung like dark ribbons in the air. I spun, dancing through maneuvers and feeling the hum of every arrow as though it were a part of myself. Two to the right. One dead center. Six more straight for my head. I cut them out of the air, bringing my blades down in perfect synchronization as my pulse roared in my ears.
My body hummed with dark energy. My nerves blazed.
Every movement, every second, brought me closer to the edge.
But there was no stopping now.
“Noh,” I whispered. Just the mention of his name sent another wave of chills through my body. “I’m going to need some backup.”
“At your command, master.” His voice hissed in my mind an instant before I saw him materialize next to me, taking his favorite shape as a black, shadowy canine with tall pointed ears, eyes like red bog fires, and a wide, toothy maw. “Let us teach them what becomes of those who stand in the way of the Harbinger.”
His smile was as wicked as it was disturbing, and the sight of him made the front ranks of the Tibran soldiers hesitate.
Some of them stopped dead in their tracks, their eyes wide as though considering an immediate retreat.
“Don’t get scared now.” My mouth twisted into a menacing grin that probably looked a lot like Noh’s. “We’re just getting started.”
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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.