Kings of Muraine

A YEAR TO THE DAY since my dad, Lance Ravier, died. Somehow, it felt like just yesterday. The shock of it was still so raw. That night changed my life, and everything, forever. I saw them. Two strangers from another world. One with glowing, yellow eyes. The other with vampire fangs. The vampire-magician—claiming to be the King of Paragon, from the planet of Muraine—broke the news to me. My dad wasn't from Earth. Instead, he was from a world filled with magic.

After thirteen years of lies, all he left me were his hidden belongings from a secret life. And the dragon-horse: Awngeleik. How could I refuse the King of Paragon, when asked to look after her . . . to help keep her from the grasp of the Vitiosyn, King Zymarc? Either amused or psychotic, I agreed to it. What could happen, to top my dad dying or death itself? If I knew what would happen, I might have made a different choice.

Regardless, the pages are still turning. I still have time. He still looks at me with fear for what I really am, and hatred for what I might do. If only she had not done what she did. None of this would have happened . . .