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The Elven Alliance: Keeper of Dragons
The Elven Alliance: Keeper of Dragons
The Elven Alliance: Keeper of Dragons
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The fates have spoken. 

   

Cole and Eva are the Keeper of Dragons - the only ones who can save all true beings from a time of fear. 

      
Uncontrollable power. 

   

Cole finds himself unstable, unpredictable and volatile. He has no control of the tillium-fairy magic he stole from the farros. Out of options, the dragons turn to a once ally - the elves - for help. Curious about the dragon who wields both dragon and fairy magic, they accept - but on their terms only. The dragons must submit to Prince Gaber and his rules. 

      
A new enemy. 

   

Queen Tana continues to haunt Cole's dreams, as a new enemy shows his face - another fallen enemy with a bigger agenda than the farros-fallen fairies; an enemy stronger and smarter; an enemy with an army that could destroy all true beings. Enter King Eldrick of the eldens.

     
Sometimes evil wins.
   
Join USA Today bestselling author, J.A. Culican on an epic fantasy adventure that fans and critics are calling a world of magic, and comparing to Robert Jordan.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJ.A. Culican
Release dateJul 27, 2018
ISBN9781386111269
The Elven Alliance: Keeper of Dragons
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J.A. Culican

J.A. Culican is a teacher by day and a writer by night. She lives in New Jersey with her husband of eleven years and their four young children. J.A. Culican's inspiration to start writing came from her children and their love for all things magical. Bedtime stories turned to reality after her oldest daughter begged her for the book from which her stories of dragons came from. In turn, the series The Keeper of Dragons was born.

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The Elven Alliance - J.A. Culican

The Keeper of Dragons

Book 2

The Elven Alliance

J.A. Culican

Copyright © 2017 by J.A. Culican

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The characters, locations, and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarities or resemblance to real persons, living or dead is coincidental and not intended by the author.

Edited by: Danielle Carioti

Cover by: Covers by Christian

ASIN: B01N01MBLF

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For my lone prince Gabriel

Chapter One

Bam! My back slammed against the floor for what felt like the hundredth time this morning. My ears rang as I dragged myself back to my feet, glaring at Jericho. My body ached everywhere; we had been at the Woland training facility for the last three hours. It consisted of three separate levels, and when you graduated one, you moved up to the next. Once you reached the third floor or level, you were considered a trainee for the Woland guard. Jericho was determined to make me a Woland warrior, but had so far only succeeded in making me a laughing stock among the other young hopefuls; I had been unable to move off of ground level. Hence the fact that I was still stuck on the ground floor.

When sparring with other Wolands, my uniform consisted of a pair of dark red shorts and a black t-shirt bearing the royal insignia. The insignia illustrated a green dragon wrapped around a silver, red, and blue sword to represent the four founding dragons in all of their colorful beauty. Right now my clothes were in disarray, accurately mirroring how the rest of me felt. I chanced a glance around the room only to be mortified by the laughter in my fellow trainee’s eyes as an eruption of whispering dispersed amongst them about my constant failures. It was clear I wasn’t a warrior or any kind of fighter. I had no place in the Woland guard, obviously Jericho hadn’t received the memo yet because he continued to drag me here each and every day.

Back of the line, Jameson, Jericho growled.

It took me a minute to regain my wits so I could head to the back of the line. I was still getting used to being called by my last name during training. The one shining light throughout this horror was that they let me keep my adoptive parents’ name.

As I stumbled to the back of the line, the other Wolands elbowed me here and there through spiteful snickers. You would think they’d be scared to treat the Prince this way. Then again, each one of them had been successful in taking me down more times than I could count. The average Woland only stayed on the first level a week. I was now on week three, with no end in sight.

From the back of the line I was unable to see over the heads of my fellow recruits. The sounds of the next match drifted back to me at the end of the line as the next sparring session begun, and I exhaled a sigh of relief. For the time being I was glad to catch my breath and regroup before attention was sure to be back on me. At the present moment, all eyes were on the fight ahead. The other dragons cheered and whistled with each sound of skin on skin as I hid in the back. The last three weeks had been horrible. Each morning Jericho would drag me from the safety of my room to train with the other Wolands, who arrived daily as they turned 18. Without a moment’s rest, I would be shuffled off to my next session, usually with the Sien’s, and then off to the next with the Gailan’s. My last session of the day was usually with the Leslo’s or one of the councilmembers. As a result of my failures during the incessant training, Eva and I had been separated almost immediately. She had excelled in every area and moved up quickly to the third and final levels. Jericho squashed my moment of solitude with a growl.

Focus, he snarled.

I turned to give him my attention, which was the wrong move. Jericho grabbed my chin and forcefully shifted my head towards the fight I still couldn’t see from my vantage point. He held my head in place until he was satisfied I wouldn’t move.

Stop sulking and pay attention. You will learn nothing if you do not focus, he huffed. Tell me, what do you see? He placed his hands on my shoulders from behind.

I hesitated a moment. I can’t see anything from back here, I explained.

Wrong answer. Look again.

I searched my surrounding area, but all I could see were my fellow dragons as they hooted and hollered at the match ahead. Their camaraderie made me feel even more isolated as they patted each other on the back and pointed at the two Wolands wrestling ahead.

That is the right answer. Jericho stated after reading my thoughts. With one last squeeze to my shoulders, he strode to the front of the room, out of my sight.

I lowered my head with a slight shake. I wanted to be a part of the group. I wanted to make some friends. But the truth was, I didn’t know how, and even if I did, no one wanted me around. As the Prince and the Keeper of Dragons, I had so many things working against me. You’d think my rank would give me an added edge, but in reality it meant I had to prove myself even more. My clumsy, uncoordinated, cowardly self didn’t stand a chance. I was no Woland.

You’re dismissed. Jericho’s voice reverberated through the air with a solid conclusiveness.

The Wolands collected their things, chatting as they exited the training center together. I stayed behind and waited for my next directive. Each day brought something new, and I never knew exactly what was going to happen day to day, or what would be expected of me. I walked over to the corner of the room to retrieve my belongings I stashed when we first arrived. Quickly, gathering my stuff, I walked towards Jericho. He was deep in intense conversation with two Woland instructors. None paid me any mind as I plodded over to them. Not wanting to seem like I was eavesdropping, I looked around the room for something to do. I noticed the mats were still out and began to walk towards them. That’s when Jericho stopped me in my tracks.

Follow me, Jericho growled, throwing his bag over his shoulder.

I fell in step behind him as he led the way out the doors and into the sunshine. Ochana was a sight to behold. It was midmorning and the day was already in full swing. The market was going strong as dragons shopped and socialized with each other. While we walked, dragons would stop everything they were doing and bow towards me. It always amazed me the respect the older dragons had for me. To my peers, I was a joke, but everyone else showed me complete respect. It was a respect I still felt I hadn’t earned. I’d rather fall somewhere in the middle where I could blend in and just belong.

You will be shadowing Cairo today as he checks the perimeter of Ochana. I realized you have yet to see Ochana for all its glory, Jericho acknowledged, piercing me with his signature red-eyed gaze. You need to learn the ins and outs of Ochana. That starts with learning the ways to protect it and keep all residing dragons here safe. Trust your dragon and keep your senses sharp. This will be the first time you are off the island since our return.

What about my other lessons? I questioned. An excitement I hadn’t felt in a while started to buzz around me. I had been dying to see all of Ochana since I arrived, and it seemed this perimeter check would be from the air. A smile crept across my face as I bounced in anticipation

We have a council meeting later that you are required to attend, Jericho said as he leapt up the steps to the command center. Your regular lessons will continue tomorrow.

I nodded as we entered the mighty glass building that overlooked the west side of Ochana. Wolands were busy monitoring all of Ochana. I observed the scene as Garrik sat in the back corner tapping on his computer. He was surrounded by glass walls and completely engrossed in his task. I began to walk towards him, but was intercepted by Jericho.

Cole, my office, Jericho commanded, never breaking stride as he headed towards a group of Wolands.

Jericho had the best office in the command center; it was enclosed around four walls made of complete glass, three of which overlooked the clouds that surrounded and protected Ochana. Plopping down on one of the uncomfortable black chairs in front of his desk, I looked out the nearest window and waited for Jericho to join me. Nervousness zipped through me, I could only imagine what he wanted to speak to me about.

Suddenly, the door slammed shut and Jericho whipped past me to the window. He stood in silence with his back to me. The excitement I just felt vanished. Jericho made me nervous when he ignored me like this. I tried to relax my breathing; the last thing I wanted was for him to know how uneasy I was. For some reason, I wanted him to see me as strong.

You’ve been distracted. Have you forgotten who you are? What you are capable of? Jericho’s voice was laced with disappointment.

I knew who I was, but everyone else seemed to have forgotten. I was Cole. Just Cole. Plain, ordinary Cole. Jericho turned to face me, his eyes glowing with fire. I kept my eyes on him as he tracked each one of my nervous fidgets.

You defeated the farros. Something us dragons have tried and failed many times in our history, he barked, cocking his head in disbelief. If it takes plain, ordinary Cole to do that, then I will take him.

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