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Page 1 of Ensnared (The Dragon Captured #1)

M y dad graduated first in his class in economics at Stanford.

He was the youngest person in his class at Harvard Business School, and he irons his sheets.

He’s uptight, exacting, and brilliant. Meanwhile my mom’s a psychic who often keeps her hair in dreads because it’s more environmentally friendly not to wash it very often.

She wears sarongs, and she does henna tattoos as a side gig, and she believes crystals carry energies that alter the aura of the people and the room around them.

They could not possibly be more different.

When Dad met Mom, she was reading people’s futures at one of his company events. She was a curiosity. A party entertainer.

Nothing, at least, to him.

But Dad and Mom were drawn to one another like magnets—I was conceived the night of that stupid party, apparently. Cue my retching.

From that day forward, they took things one day at a time.

No one that either of them knew or loved thought they would work.

Heck, I didn’t even think they’d stay together.

They regularly fight like dry lightning strikes on a hot summer night, and it’s usually over something stupid, like what to do with the snake who ate one of our chicken’s fake eggs.

Dad, of course, wants to kill it with a hoe and be done with it.

Mom insists on spending the next two days nursing it and calling every rescue from here to Waco.

But even more fiercely than they fight, they love passionately and with every part of their being.

Maybe that’s why.

Maybe that’s the reason that, of all the people in the universe I might love, I’m falling for the absolute worst. I’m falling for the man—a beast—sent to slay everyone I know. The prince of the dragons, the creatures who invaded our earth with no regard for our past, our present, or our future.

I should be plotting his demise, but with every moment that passes, my resolve crumbles. And all I can think is that it’s my parents’ fault, because it must be in my DNA. Opposites really do attract, apparently.

How can I save the world when I’m falling for the powerful, savage being capable of utterly destroying it?

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