Falling for a dragon once was a mistake. Giving him a second chance? That’s just asking to get burned.
Here’s the thing about dating dragons: don’t. Especially if you’re me. My first dragon boyfriend, Zed? Gorgeous, charmingand responsible for the worst night of my teenage life. The ones who came after? All ghosted me when they found their fated mates.
I learned my lesson: No more dragons. It never ends well.
Fast-forward fifteen years, and guess who strolls back into my life? Zed—older, hotter, and still single. He only wants one date, but he’s overdue to find his mate. I should walk away before he disappears a second time. But there’s still something about him that makes my carefully mended heart skip a beat.
Should I let myself fall for the dragon who destroyed it…and risk getting burned (again)?
