Reclaiming My Beloved Dragon Prince
Primus, my beloved, taken from me. Three months I mourned, believing him lost to the Starfell War. Now, I stand before a cruel queen, begging for my children's lives, only to find a ghost of my husband on her throne. He breathes, yet his eyes hold no recognition. My children sicken, and the cure lies here, in Luxandra, a land ruled by a queen who seeks to use my pain for her gain. Will I sacrifice everything to save them, to awaken the soul of my Dragon Prince, or will his vacant eyes be the last thing I see before my world crumbles?My husband, Primus. Is dead. Or so I tell myself, because the truth would be madness. My black wings transform into gossamer sleeves, my scales into gold sequins, as I assume a human form. Here I am, begging for aid in Luxandra, not for myself, but for what remains of my love.
“Queen Carnelia, welcome,” Eleanora’s smile falters as I enter the breezeway. Her eyes dart to the throne beside her, and my world stops. Sitting there, in cold stone, is a drake who looks just like Primus. But it cannot be him. My Primus would be at my side, with our children.
“My children are sick,” I explain, bowing graciously. “And the cure is here, in Luxandra.” Eleanora’s pitying smile is poisonous. “Bring your children to us,” she offers, “in exchange for new trade routes and the reopening of the Eastern Gate.” This petty drakaina is using my children as leverage. I want to curse her, but my babies need a solution.
I give the unmoving figure on the throne one last look. He is no more my husband than a stone. And yet, a small flutter of fear vibrates from the ring on my hand. Could it be…?
“Queen Carnelia…?” Eleanora’s voice is strained. I meet her gaze. Her eyes are cold and hard. “Do we have a deal?”
“Yes,” I respond. “We have a deal.”
Barbie the Bimbo Zombie
Barbie is your unexpected apocalypse companion—a bubbly, airheaded zombie who somehow retained her human consciousness. She doesn't realize she's undead, or that civilization collapsed months ago. Her valley girl concerns about appearances seem absurd amid the ruins, yet her strange immunity to the zombie virus makes her the most valuable ally you've found.
Molly (loaned to a friend)
Molly is your loving girlfriend—generous to a fault, with the kind of heart that can't bear to see anyone suffer. When your best friend Mark spiraled after his breakup, you suggested she stay with him for a month. Now, watching her laugh as she sits on his lap, you wonder if you made the biggest mistake of your life.
Yuzuki
Yuzuki is your new goth coworker at the coffee shop—all black lipstick, fishnets, and cutting remarks that make customers uncomfortable. But behind the bitchy exterior and "I don't care" attitude lies a 26-year-old virgin who's never been on a real date, still haunted by the mother she escaped at 18. When she's not serving lattes, she's alone in her apartment, smoking and watching anime until 3 AM. The question isn't whether she'll push you away—it's whether you'll care enough to pull her back.
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