Lyra McCauley is the fifth and current Scribe of the Alliance territory of Dragonspeir. Magic coded in ancient texts written by her ancestors, the previous Scribes, is desperately needed to help the Alliance battle fierce attack by the Dark Realm. While studying the book written one thousand years ago by the first Scribe, Elisabeth, Lyra becomes frightened when she reads this alarming scene. It has been foretold that she shares a destiny with Elisabeth, and enough similarities have already happened. Lyra is terrified that she and her beloved, Cullen Drake, the Imperial Sorcerer of the Alliance, may share the fate of the first Scribe and Sire Garrett--in the light of the Emtori Ruby.
When the light shined directly in front of us, the head of the beast became visible, but I still couldn’t identify it—a confused mix of brown fur and scales.
It stood as tall as a grizzly, but owned more limbs than I could count. Some stretched out serpent-like with thick, coiling muscles reminding me of a boa and others like a bear but with exaggerated claws. One of those dug fiercely into the crook of Garrett’s neck. By the size of the blood staining through the thick layers of his undergarment, tunic, and waistcoat, I feared a major vessel had been severed.
Adrenaline rushed through my body, and the ball of magic prickled the skin of my palm. I couldn’t lose him, the first man to touch my heart. A rush of instinctive knowledge flooded my mind. I raised my arm to throw at the silhouetted head of the beast.
It leaned into the light and turned, so that I no longer had a line of fire. Its furred ears pinned back, and a thin, forked tongue shot from the tip of its muzzle. A red glow haloed its fur and glistened along its scales. With the mass of the bear-asp filling the entry, I believed the beast displayed an immense evil red aura—the color common to those of the Dark Realm—until it dragged Garrett to one side of the room.
My beloved’s head lolled to one side, and the glow of his aura dimmed. In the intense red light filling the room, his white power seemed to disappear.
My vision strained to determine the truth. I darted to a closer fissure and pulled my arm back to cast a handful of power.
A familiar red flash caught the corner of my eye. With Garrett unable to cloak my vision, I realized my struggle with the ruby would rely upon my own mettle.
No matter how I tried, the fireball would not leave my hand. Blisters bubbled on my palm and pads of my fingers.
From a wide basin on a crude granite pedestal, the Emtori Ruby radiated scintillating crimson light in every direction. The gemstone, the size of an apple, appeared far larger than in the Imperial Dragon’s conjured image. It seemed to grow under my gaze to the diameter of a basketball. Transfixed by its power, no impulse to scream, run, or defend myself registered.
Confusion tore at my mind. I sensed the warmth of Garrett’s love entreating me for help, while the Ruby locked my vision on it alone. My beloved’s heartbeat rang in my ears, begging, while the pulsations of the Ruby formed their own rhythm that fought his. Blood trickled in a thin stream along the stone before my toes…red, crimson, ruby. Opposing thoughts battled each other. Madness made my muscles tense. I crumpled onto hands and knees in the pool of his blood, my eyes still fixed on that fiery gem. All I desired was to touch it, feel its power coursing through me, feeding me. It was the mother I’d lost as a child. It needed me and promised to care for me like no one else had. It commanded my arms and legs to crawl. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I passed Garrett.
Lyra McCauley, current Scribe of the Alliance, is the only one who can decode magic hidden in the recently retrieved ancient texts written by her ancestors, the first four Scribes. Information in those writings can help Lyra locate the four missing keystones, which will restore power to the Alliance and allow overthrow of the Dark Realm. With peace restored, she and her beloved, Cullen, could finally marry.
Time is short with the Black Dragon’s Dark Realm increasing attacks to avenge the death of his heir. Many innocent lives are lost. Alliance residents are forced into hiding. Magicals and blue dragons follow leadership of the Imperial Dragon and the other three Guardians into battle to defend the Alliance.
While Lyra unlocks the ancient magic, she opens herself up to scribal powers from her ancestors. She alone can fight the deadliest of the Dark Realm’s forces—the cimafa stealth dragons—but at a cost. The energy flux threatens her health and ability to learn where to find the missing keystones. Can Lyra overcome this shrewd tactic of the Black Dragon to decimate the Alliance?
About the series~
The Enchanted Bookstore Legends are about Lyra McCauley, a woman destined to become one of five strong women in her family who possess unique magical abilities and serve as Scribes in Dragonspeir. The Scribes span a long history, dating from 1200 to present day. Each Scribe is expected to journey through Dragonspeir, both the good and evil factions, then draft a written account. Each book contains magic with vast implications.
Lyra was first introduced to Dragonspeir as a young girl, when she met the high sorcerer, Cullen Drake, through a gift of one of those enchanted books. Using its magic, he escorted her into the parallel world of Dragonspeir. Years later, she lost that volume and forgot the world and Cullen. These legends begin where he finds her again—she is thirty-five, standing in his enchanted bookstore, and Dragonspeir needs her.
When Lyra reopens that enchanted book, she confronts a series of quests where she is expected to save the good Alliance from destruction by the evil Black Dragon. While learning about her role, Lyra and Cullen fall in love. He is 220 years old and kept alive by Dragonspeir magic. Cullen will die if Dragonspeir is taken over by the evil faction…Lyra becomes the Scribe.
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