Title: Firebolt
Series: The Dragonian Series (Book 1)
Pages: 302
Genre: YA, Fantasy
Release Date: 20 November 2013
Publisher: GMTA Publishing – Mythos Press
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Description:Dragons. Right. Teenage girls don't
believe in fairy tales, and sixteen-year-old Elena Watkins was no different.
Until the night a fairy tale killed her father.
Now Elena is in a new world, and a new school. The cutest guy around may be an
evil dragon, a prince wants Elena's heart, and a long dead sorcerer may be
waking up to kill her. Oh and the only way Elena's going to graduate is on the
back of a dragon of her own.
Teenage girls don't believe in fairy
tales. Now it's time for Elena to believe in...herself.
Introduction to Sammy Leaf
Name:
Sammy Leaf
Age:
16
Status:
Fire – tail Dragon
Favorite
Food: Sammy is a vegetarian but loves her
fish, her favourite meal is raw fish giblets with Fire-powder
Favorite
Drink: Firebeer, it’s like Rootbeer made from
real fruit dashed with lots of Fire-powder
Favorite
Saying: Verautiful and Frawsome, occationally
she uses the phrase ‘crying out loud.’
Ability:
Fire breather
Biggest
Dream: Sammy doesn’t really know what it is
she wanted to do after she graduated from Dragonia Academy, leaving her to try
everything she can so hopefully she might fall in love with something. Drama
being one of them.
Biggest
Fear: That her Brother, the Rubicon would
turn evil. She loved him too bits even though he makes her super mad at times.
Strong
Points: Sammy always look on the positive side.
She never stays dull for a moment and has a open mind.
Weak
Points: Not scary enough, it’s one of the
reasons she hasn’t found her red flame yet.
Personality:
Sammy is a blabbler, she loves to talk a lot. She also loves to laugh and
sounds like a hyena. She’s confident and not afraid to speak up or defend her
friends when they needed her help. She is one of those dragons that would
incinerate a body when a friend asks her to, without asking questions.
If
you like to know more about Sammy, get your copy of Firebolt, Book1 in the
Dragonian Series.
Interview with Samantha Leaf
I
got a bit uneasy because I’m meeting for the first time a dragon. She’s female
and I have no idea what to expect. There is a soft knock on the door. I take a
huge breath and walk to open the door. What I found was not what I expected.
In
front of me sits a beautiful red head, well it’s hard to explain. Her hair
colour is brassy and she has the most beautiful hazel brown eyes, and deep
dimples whenever she smiles.
Me:
Sorry that I’m staring. Those eyes?
SL: (She started to laugh, like a hyena. It’s so contagious and I laughed with)
I get that a lot. It’s a dragon thing.
Me:
(I took another deep breath) So Sammy it is? Tell us a bit about yourself?
SL: How much time do you have? Just kidding. I’m from Tith, lives in one of the
Dragon city’s called Borac. All the houses there are gigantic, cause it’s a
dragon city. We love our true form so whenever home we can be free. I’m the
sister of the Rubicon. Although he is one of the feisty dragons, I’m a
Fire-tail. One of the Metallics. My brother is all the dragons in one. Where he
is a complete pain in my parents butt sides, I’m their dream child. I give them
no problems what so ever.
Me:
(I started to smile as she just babbled on.)
SL: I go to Dragonia Academy, I don’t have a rider yet, but then again we are
not like the Chromatics (meaning bad dragons) that you need to fight in the Coliseum
until they surrender. No, we Metallics choose.
Me:
So you are a Metallic and your brother a what?
SL: (She giggles.) A chromatic. It’s a breed of dragon that lingers a bit more
to the dark side. They have all the abilities. You get the Night-Villain which
is black. They look like their busy decomposing. My dad is a Night-Villain.
They are acid breathers. Then you have the Green-Vapors, who are chlorine
breathers. The snow dragon is white, and breathe a chilling frost, but they are
so smart, and so scardy cats. Then you get the Moon-bolt, they breath lightning
bolts and can see the future the older they get. My best friend Becky claimed a
Moon-bolt a couple of months back. She is the bomb. Gave him all his hell. Last
is the Sun-blast. They are red and like me, breathes Fire. Evil though, very
vile creatures. Very difficult to claim one.
Me:
So why aren’t you the same as your brother?
SL: You sound like Elena the first time we tried to explain it to her. I used
kittens. When our mother lays an egg, our parents don’t know what they’ll get
until we’re hatched. Just like Kittens look different, so are dragons.
Me:
Interesting. Tell me a bit about Dragonia Academy?
SL: It’s an awesome school. It’s build on air, don’t ask me how. It just is,
stuck in the sky and the view is breath taking. We have Enchantments. Although
Spells don’t work on dragons, unless they are something physical, like you turn
a tree into a life thing that kills people, we still need to know how to cast
them.
Me: My eyes grew bigger. Did the tree killing thing actually happen?
SL: Not the tree creature, but there were once plant eating monsters. They used
to devour anything that gets in their way. We also have Art of War. We need to
know how to fight in our human form too, because you do get situations where
dragons can’t turn into their true form.
Transformations teach us how to deal with scary situations and to not
act with it. We are born to reveal our true self whenever danger is near. It’s
something we can smell in the air when danger is near. Transformation helps us
to stay in our human form. I know it’s sounds dumb but there are situations
when you can’t reveal what you are, especially visiting this side. We have a
Viden, she’s some sort of fortune teller, and a Moon-Bolt dragon, that can see
the future. We are forced to see her once a month.
Me:
You said forced, don’t you like the Viden.
SL: Believe me, when you meet her, you wouldn’t like her either. She is so vain
and she thinks that we are so stupid and not know whenever she sucks something
out of her thumb or makes a true revealing.
Me:
(I had to supress my laughter.) There is a different with the two.
SL: She nods. If she makes a prophecy, then her eyes light up and she speaks in
so many voices. Her wind blows in all directions and what comes out of her
mouth is like a riddle. You have no idea what you have to do. When she gazes in
her Crystal ball and roll her eyes over, she’s speaking bs.
Me:
I couldn’t stop myself and starts to laugh)
SL: Tell me about it. (Sammy laughs too.)
Me:
Well, Sammy. As much as I would love to chat to you more, our time is up. But I
will definitely find out more about you in Firebolt. I can’t wait to read it.
SL: Yeah, I guess it’s a cool story. I’m still grounded from that last thing
that happened, so you can be glad my mom said it’s fine for me to come and meet
you.
Me:
In that case, tell your mom I’m truly grateful. I wish you all the best for
what to come and hopefully we’ll meet again.
SL: That will be nice.
She
shakes my hand awkwardly, like she never done that before, wave goodbye as she
almost exits the door and disappeared.
I
took another deep breath. Thank heavens she was in her human form.
Excerpt
“Dad, dragons...” I took a deep breath.
Dragons didn't exist, but then the image of the huge thing that had flown past
me a couple of seconds ago sprang into my head. “You mean that thing that
passed us was a dragon?”
He nodded, and looked over his shoulder,
the terror returned to his stony features.
Another one flew in front of the truck,
and Dad hit the brakes. I shrieked as the car spun around on the turf a couple
of times and came to a standstill on the dark stretch of road.
Pushing my face against the cool glass of
the passenger window, I searched the horizon for any sign of life. Apart from
the pickup's headlights, there wasn’t a single light peeking through the
blanketed darkness, and the rain crushing down played with my mind's eyes.
Dragons don't exist.
“You okay?” my father yelled.
“I'm fine. Daddy,” I cried, as I tore my
eyes away from the window.
“Elena, I need to get out, okay─”
“No, no, please don't leave me here!” I
could feel the fear beginning to rise up again and my vision became blurry. Why
am I afraid? Dragons aren't real.
He cupped my face and made me look at him,
his hands trembling. “Listen to me, Elena. Listen!”
I tried to swallow my tears, but it was no
use. They were caught in the back of my throat, silencing me as he said his
goodbye.
He hugged me tight and kissed me on my
forehead. I could feel the love he had for me behind that kiss. My strength
returned as I slowly came to terms with what I had to do.
“You drive like hell, you hear me? Don't
slow down for anybody. There's a motel on Interstate 40. Just stay on this
road, you can't miss it. Someone named Matt will meet you there.”
“For the love of blueberries Dad, it's
pouring dogs and horses outside. I can't leave you here with whatever...” I
screamed. We can rationally sort this out.
Dad cringed and looked down for a minute.
When he looked at me again, that set to his jaw was back. I knew my words
hadn’t made an impact on him whatsoever. He had already made up his mind for
the both of us.
A man appeared in the middle of the road.
The rain made it hard for me to see him, but the headlights of the truck
outlined his figure. I squinted to see him clearer. The man was tall, with long
black hair hanging in wet strands that clung to his face. He wore a pair of
pants, no T-shirt, and it looked like no shoes either. He stared at the pickup
for a couple of minutes, and it made my heart pound faster. He began to walk
slowly towards us.
“Daaaaad?” I slapped his shoulder, trying
to expel the fear from my body.
“Elena.” He grabbed my wrist. “I'll be
fine. You need to go. Now. And, Bear, I'm so sorry. Whatever happens, don't
stop for anything.”
“Dad?” Tears streamed down my face and my
lower lip quivered like mad. He kissed me one more time on my forehead and wiped
away my tears gently with his thumbs.
“I'll meet you there.” He climbed out the
truck and slammed the door in my face. I just kept staring at macho loon making
his way towards Dad. I moved quickly
into the driver’s seat, took a deep breath, and buckled up. With my hands
trembling on the steering wheel, I took another deep breath.
You can do this, my conscience rambled a
couple of times in my head. The key sat
lazily in the ignition, and I jerked it to the right. The pickup sputtered and
died. The guy disappeared into the darkness, and a new set of fear pumped
through my veins.
“No, no, no, no! Please don't die on me
now,” I mumbled frantically as I tried to restart the engine. The man appeared
again by the faint glow of the headlights. He was getting closer.
“Start you stupid piece of crap!” I yelled
over the roar of the blood pumping in my ears.
The engine came to life and I screamed as
the man's figure leaped toward the pickup. Dad jumped from the asphalt and
tackled him in mid-air. “Go, Elena!” he shout over the pounding rain.
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