Eight Simple Rules for Dating a Dragon by Kerrelyn Sparks

Kerrelyn Sparks is
no stranger to the New York Times bestseller list, as her
massive fan base couldn’t seem to get enough of her Love at
Stake series. Sparks then introduced her extraordinary fantasy
romance series, The Embraced, with How to Tame a Beast in Seven
Days and So I Married a Sorcerer. Set in a medieval
mythical world, the series follows a special group of people with
powers born when the two moons of the world form an eclipse. Now
comes the captivating third installment, EIGHT SIMPLE RULES FOR
DATING A DRAGON (St. Martin’s Paperbacks; March 27, 2018),
where readers meet Gwennore, our fierce and powerful new heroine.

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How To Tame A Beast in Seven Days is book 1 in the series. This follows Luciana who is on the Isle of Moon being hidden because she has magical powers. She has the choice of staying on the island or marrying someone named Beast of Benwick.

So I Married A Sorcerer is book 2 in the series. It follows Brigitta who is Embraced living on the Isle of Moon. She discovers that she’s actually a princess.

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Excerpt from Simple Rules for Dating a Dragon by Kerrelyn Sparks 

As the three men came to a stop, Gwennore noted that the ladies-in-waiting were curtsying, so she did, too.
Karlan bowed. “My lord general.”

“At ease,” the gorgeous man in the middle said.

Freya
rushed to his side. “Silas, you arrived just in time. I’ve discovered
an assassin.” She pointed at Gwennore. “You should arrest her!”

Gwennore
popped up from her curtsy, ready to defend herself. But before she
could say anything, the general had enveloped the queen’s hand in his
own and turned her away.

“Your Majesty.” He flashed a smile that
caused a few of the ladies to stumble as they rose from their curtsies.
“I came as quickly as I could after hearing the news. May I congratulate
you on the birth of your daughter?”

“Why, yes.” Freya blushed. “Thank you. I was in labor a dreadfully long time, you know.”

“Yes, so I hear.” He patted her hand. “But thank the Light, you and the babe are doing remarkably well.”

What
nonsense was this? The gorgeous general was acting like the
others—playing along with the queen’s delusion. Gwennore drew in a deep
breath to voice her objection, but the general shot her a warning look
with his sharp green eyes.
When she lifted her eyebrows as if to question him, he inclined his head
ever so slightly. He’s asking me to trust him. It was as clear as if he
had spoken. For a moment she wondered if she was experiencing a mental
connection with him like she had with Puff.

Don’t jump to
conclusions, she chided herself. She was only hoping for a connection
because he was the most handsome man she’d ever met.

Something
flared in his eyes, a spark of gold in the emerald green, and her knees
grew weak. Good goddesses, was she about to swoon like these other silly
women? She needed to be stronger than this.

“Thank you, Silas,”
Freya said, drawing his attention back to her. “Doesn’t the baby look
just like her father?” “Yes, indeed.” The general glanced at Eviana, who
was still clinging to Gwennore’s legs. “And to mark the occasion, I
have brought you a gift.” He motioned to Gwennore. “A nanny. As you can
see, the princess has already
developed a special fondness for her.”

Freya gasped. “You brought the elf here?”

“Of
course.” He gave Gwennore a wry look as if he was daring her to
contradict him. “She’s a noblewoman I captured some time ago in battle,
but since then, she’s learned our language and proven herself quite
useful.”

So General Gorgeous had no problem spinning lies or
manipulating a madwoman. Gwennore snorted. But since she was in danger
of being imprisoned and even executed, she was not in any position to
reject his solution.

Even so, she wondered if she could actually trust him. As the general of the Norveshki army, wouldn’t he see her as an enemy?
“We dare not trust an elf,” Freya muttered. “She could be a spy. Or an assassin.”

“We
can trust her,” the general insisted. “Lady Gwennore cares deeply for
the princess. Enough to risk her life for her.”
Gwennore’s heart lurched into a fast pace. He knew her name? And what
she’d done? Puff must have told him everything that had happened. That
meant General Gorgeous could hear dragon voices, too. It made sense,
she figured, since his job would require him to communicate with
dragons. But did that mean he had ordered the first dragon to kidnap
Eviana? Or perhaps, he had ordered Puff to try to stop the kidnapping.
Which side was he on?
“But elves are such violent creatures,” Freya whined. “They are fierce
warriors, that is true,” the general
agreed. “That is why Lady Gwennore will make an excellent nanny. No one
will protect your daughter as well as she.”
“Well . . .” Freya looked confused. Her hands fluttered around her
chest, causing the rubies to sparkle in the after- noon sun. “I suppose
we can give her a try.”
“Excellent.” He turned toward Karlan. “You and your men may return to
your posts.”
Gwennore exhaled with relief. She wasn’t going to the dungeon. And as
the official nanny, she could remain close to Eviana.
“And remember.” The general stepped closer to Karlan and added softly,
“Lady Gwennore is my guest. She will be treated with respect.”

“Yes, my lord.” Karlan motioned for his men to follow him back to the main gatehouse.

With
Gwennore’s superior hearing, she’d heard the general’s whisper. He had
to be on her side. For one thing, he kept referring to her as a lady.
The status of noble- woman would shield her from any physical abuse
during her stay here in Draven Castle.

So, most probably, she had two allies in Norveshka—

Puff and General Gorgeous. She could only hope they would both prove to be trustworthy and honorable.

The general turned to the nearest lady-in-waiting. “Your name, please?”

The woman stumbled back a step. “O-Olenka, my lord general.”

“Lady
Olenka, would you please escort Lady Gwennore and the princess to the
nursery? And make sure they are well taken care of.”

“Yes, yes, of course, my lord general.” Olenka nodded, then curtsied again.

“I’ll drop by to check on you later.” The general shot a pointed look at Gwennore. “Till then.”

Gwennore inclined her head, understanding he in- tended to have a talk with her. That was fine. She needed to talk to him, too.

“Oh,
everything will be perfect, my lord general! You can trust me.” Olenka
motioned for Gwennore to follow her. “Come along now.”

Gwennore
lifted Eviana in her arms and walked toward Lady Olenka. As she passed
the queen, she bowed her head. “Good day, Your Majesty.”

Freya narrowed her eyes. “If anything happens to my daughter, I’ll have your head. I will not lose another child!”

Another
child? How many had the queen lost? “I will protect her with my life,”
Gwennore told her, then fol- lowed Lady Olenka toward the northwestern
tower.

As she neared the general’s two companions, she noted
there was a slight difference in their uniforms. One had three brass
stars embedded in his leather breastplate, while the other had two. Did
that mean they were officers? The general had four stars on his
breastplate.

These men were handsome like the general—tall, muscular, long dark hair. No doubt they knew how to make a

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