Epic Fantasy · Book One · Cupralith Press

The Drakonian Wars: Dragonblood

by E.D. Rosas

A bloodline the world spent seventeen years assuming was gone. A wooden box with no seams, no latch, no way in. And a man who has spent three weeks telling himself the people watching his apartment aren't real.

Adam is twenty-two, a night-school student delivering packages across Manhattan, sleeping on a mattress on the floor of a studio above a closed laundromat. He owns two pairs of jeans. He has never been sick. He does not get cold. He has stopped questioning that.

Then a shadow appears on his fire escape at two in the morning. By sunrise he is standing in front of a house his body recognizes before his mind does. And the box he has carried since he aged out of an orphanage at eighteen, the one he has never been able to open, is about to tell him everything his file never could.

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