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Holy Smokes I'm Aisling Grey—but you can call me "frustrated." The man of my dreams—uber-sexy Drake Vireo, wyvern of the green dragons—has finally decided to make an honest woman of me. That is, if we ever make it to the wedding at the same time! Being left at the altar may have cooled my jets, but not my passion...a good thing when Drake disappears and it's up to me to find him. Most brides just have in-laws to worry about. Me? I have warring dragons, ticked-off demon lords, eternal damnation, and a mage who wants to challenge me for an otherworldly position I don't even want. Good thing I have Jim, my doggie-demon at my side. He’s never let me down—yet...
(An Aisling Grey, Guardian, Novel #4) |
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