Dragon’s Winter Cover Reveal

Okay So I know I literally just shared something with you yesterday, but this cover i’m going to show you today is too good to keep to myself.

Did you see it up there on the banner? Just look at it! It’s so Blue and Dragony.

And make sure you read all the way to the end for a special excerpt.

Cover Designer: Savannah Jezowski of Dragonpen Designs

Dragon’s Winter (Dragon Courage Series, #7)

Scout the area.

Plan the escape.

Rescue the slave.

What could possibly go wrong?

Mere’s continuing her apprenticeship in San Valencia, but when a strange illness affects everyone in the dragon colony including dragons, she’s forced to help a pregnant girl find safety. 

Rescuing slaves is all in a day’s work for Jareem, until a new slaver in town takes exception to Jareem’s interference. Now, sick and with a wounded dragon, Jareem must free the slave and find Mere and the pregnant girl before the slaver.

The clock is ticking. The baby’s due any day, and the slaver’s persistent. Mere and Jareem must reach beyond who they believe themselves to be in order to bring the former slaves home in one piece.    

99cent pre-order: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08HVWMTRR

Other books in the series:

Dragon Courage series

Dragon’s Future: https://www.books2read.com/u/bzpDq9

Dragon’s Heir: https://www.books2read.com/u/47YQE3

Dragon’s Revenge: https://www.books2read.com/u/b5qvGb

Dragon’s Cure: https://www.books2read.com/u/47kxJa

Dragon’s Posterity: https://www.books2read.com/u/4DA8og

Dragon’s Heritage: https://www.books2read.com/u/3neVN6

Bio:

Even as a young girl, Kandi J Wyatt, had a knack for words. She loved to read them, even if it was on a shampoo bottle! By high school Kandi had learned to put words together on paper to create stories for those she loved. Nowadays, she writes for her kids, whether that’s her own five or the hundreds of students she’s been lucky to teach. When Kandi’s not spinning words to create stories, she’s using them to teach students about Spanish, life, and leadership.

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Excerpt from Dragon’s Winter:

  Karstan raised a white brow. “Surely you know, being a rider and all. For many winters now, Main Street’s sported cheaper wares because they don’t have to pay the workers. It’s all slave labor.”

  Jareem didn’t know that. “I thought the slave trade was dwindling.”

  “Think again, young man. They’ve gotten smarter.” Karstan tapped his bald forehead. “While you’ve managed to put a dent in the mining labor, they’ve figured out how to bring in other workers. No open slave markets like there used to be; instead they hold private auctions in respectable places. Why go to the expense of producing magicked ebony to fight dragons if you can just hide your operation? More recently, though, a wealthy merchant has been building an empire on women and children—not for the mines.” Karstan shook his head. “Worse yet.”

  Jareem didn’t want to dwell on what that meant.

  “Do you know a wealthy man with partial sideburns and a fancy mustache?” Jareem leaned on the counter, any thoughts of shopping forgotten.

  Karstan wiped the counter top, focusing on a particular spot. “I wish I didn’t. That’d be Lorenzo Ortiz, merchant extraordinaire, or so he flaunts himself. His real merchandise is female slaves, or so I’ve been told by a reliable source. Came to San Valencia a winter or two ago. He runs a big business and is probably the wealthiest man in San Valencia. Where’d you see him?”

  “Slapping a young woman.”

  A knowing look crossed the merchant’s face. “Ah, and you stepped in the middle of it and now you’re invested and want to free her. Good luck with that.”

  “Are you saying it’s impossible?” Jareem frowned, remembering the honey-brown hair and gold-flecked green eyes of the pregnant girl.

  “Impossible, no. Impractical and nigh unto improbable, yes.” Karstan rested his elbows on the counter he’d just wiped down. “Listen, if you decide to go up against him, know this: you’re taking on the whole lot of them. They’re collaborating now—common enemy will make friends of even villains, and you riders have given them that. They’ll come looking for you, and their revenge will be…” he grimaced. “Thorough.”