Karlie Lucas is a graduate of Southern Utah University,
where she received a B.A. in Creative Writing with a minor in art. She is a
member of Sigma Tau Delta, The International English Honor Society, SCBWI, as
well as ANWA, the American Night Writers Association.
Karlie is interested in all things magical and mysterious, especially elves and
dragons. She is an avid fan of J.R.R. Tolkien and J.K. Rowling.
When not writing, Karlie can often be found drawing, baking, watching her
favorite old school shows, or just spending time with her family.
She currently resides in Dallas, Texas with her husband and a cat named Kally.
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After hundreds of years, the gates to Tarragon are open once more,
fulfilling age-old prophecy. However, Anwen’s journey is far from over. The
dragons still sleep and she has no clue how to wake them. Forced to retreat
from the Mountain, she and her newfound friends must devise a new plan to wake
the inhabitants of Tarragon.
Meanwhile, the Mage Circle, a group of dragon mages with a vendetta, is camped
outside the Gates. Calling on allies of their own, they will stop at nothing to
gain control of the Dragon City and all who dwell inside.
To complicate matters even more, Anwen’s mother has joined the party. But even
with the help of all her friends, can Anwen overcome the ordeals set before her
or will this spell the end of the dragons and the world as we know it?
Courtney stopped abruptly as the scatterings of a
cave-in came into view. “Oh no,” she whispered, one hand to her mouth. Moving
slowly, she noticed a body slumped in the hallway. “Please don’t be dead,” she
said over and over again as she moved closer. She couldn’t help but wonder
which of her friends lay there, and what had happened to the other.
The closer she came, the more detail came to light. She
recognized Tyler Durand as he lay on his side. His light-colored hair lay limp
against his head. His skin was unnaturally pale. At least she didn’t think he
was dead. It took a lot to kill a dragon. But just beyond him, a little more
out of the way, lay Anwen Porter. And she wasn’t moving.
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