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Venom: The Dragonian Series, #1.5
Venom: The Dragonian Series, #1.5
Venom: The Dragonian Series, #1.5
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Venom: The Dragonian Series, #1.5

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Sixteen-year-old Elena Watkins is experiencing her first summer break in Paegeia. A fantasy realm where Dragons and Magic exists.
Six weeks of fun she shared with her two best friends Sammy Leaf, a Fire Tail Dragon and Becky Johnson, a fellow Dragonian. There is only one small problem. Whenever Blake Leaf, The Rubicon, is drunk, he stirs up more than just Elena's blood.
Why....? remains a secret.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateNov 20, 2016
ISBN9780994653628
Venom: The Dragonian Series, #1.5
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Adrienne Woods

Adrienne Woods resides with her family on the East side of Joburg, Gauteng. If she isn't writing, she is reading and love to spend time with her two beautiful little girls. You can find out more about Adrienne Woods at www.authoradriennewoods.com   

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    Venom - Adrienne Woods

    One

    DON’T IGNORE MY CALLS," Lucian’s message played on my Cammy. I stared out the window and looked at buildings flashing by, barely processing the words of his heartfelt message. Ever since I came to Paegeia my life felt exactly like a vision swooping past me. Everything moving so fast I could barely take in more than a blur.

    The message played again. The reason behind his pleading emerged on the day we got back from our mission to find the King of Lions sword a month and a half ago. His parents still hadn’t approved of our relationship and they were making it really difficult for us to find time to be together this summer. He wasn’t even allowed to be with me on my seventeenth birthday since his parents had gone on an impromptu family vacation near the Wall for two weeks. Talking on the phone to one another wasn’t even an option as they had chosen the one place in Paegeia with terrible reception. I guess even in a world of magic we were all slaves to cell phone towers.

    But this lack of attention wasn’t the main reason I refused to speak to him.

    I couldn’t imagine my life without Lucian, but I had recently discovered that in two years he would graduate from Dragonia and he would be forced to marry Arianna Kinsley. The biggest biatch I’d ever met who also happened to be the Princess of Areeth. This arrangement arose from a ridiculous pact made between the two ruling kings of Paegeia when the Prince and Princess were children, as they hoped to once again to unite the kingdom under one ruling family.

    I listened to his message again.

    He sounded frustrated with me and seemed to sigh a lot more than usual. I wished I knew what the future held for the two of us. Maybe it would make this whole miserable situation seem a little brighter.

    I didn’t have much faith that this situation would be sorted out soon or very cleanly. Lucian had some pretty crazy ideas about what to do if his parents refused to break the marriage arrangement, but they all boiled down to one thing that I refused to even contemplate; running away. I was done running. After George, Becky’s dragon, transformed in front of me─ the result of a stupid prank─ the day I started at Dragonia Academy, I promised myself I would no longer run from my fears.

    Sammy’s hand touched my leg softly, shaking me from my thoughts. I took out one of the ear pieces that was connected to my Cammy and gave her a soft smile.

    You okay? She mouthed and I nodded. I knew she could tell something was troubling me as I assumed my perpetual misery every time I listened to one of Lucian’s messages, played out on my face in stark contrast to my usual happy self.

    It followed with a sigh. It was as much as I could muster, and I went back to staring out the window.

    Can you drive a bit faster? Becky asked her Mom, Lucille, as we drove toward the Wall.

    I'm driving the speed limit and I'm not going any faster. George isn’t going to fly away or disappear, Becky.

    Mom, seriously you drive like Miss Daisy. If we stay at this speed, we won’t get there until nine tonight.

    Lucille didn't answer, but gave her daughter a sharp side glance.

    George was coming back today. Thank Heaven for that! Becky’s back biting had really started to work on my nerves these past few days.

    This trip would be the first time I was going to see the Wall. I couldn’t wait to find what all the fuss was about, as I did not have a chance to see it when I passed through it the night my father died. A part of me wanted to jump out of my skin as visions of what I might see played on a revolving carousel inside my head.

    Urgh! This is so frustrating. Becky hit her head hard against the front seat. Sammy drew a circle around her temple with her left index finger eyeballing Becky and I bit the inside of my mouth, trying not to burst out laughing.

    Becky was such a spoiled brat sometimes. These past few weeks I’d learned a lot about her and her temperament. Being used to money and the lifestyle they led had turned her into somebody I never thought I would be friends with, but I couldn’t help it. I loved her for her braveness and her ability to tell you exactly what she thought, even if you didn’t ask for it. She was one of my best friends, just like Sammy.

    Lucille pulled quickly into a parking lot. The tall concrete structure reminded me of the airport parking garages I used to see in movies. We’re here.

    Finally! Becky opened her door before Lucille could even stop the car properly.

    Becky!

    Now we know just how much she misses George, Sammy said as Lucille stared at her daughter with parted lips.

    I ran to keep up with Lucille and Sammy. Lucille didn’t want to be called Ma’am or Mrs. Johnson and insisted we call her by her first name. It took me some time to get used to as Dad had raised me to have respect for my elders. Still, I saw her point. She looked way too young to pass as Becky’s Mom, and could easily pass as Becky’s older sister. They had the same length hair and color, and the same striking eyes and taste for fashion. I had been living in their Victorian mansion, with a modern touch, for the past three week and now that George was finally coming home from Acapulco, it was almost time for me to spend some time with

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