To Keep an Emerald Rose by Elayna R. Gallea EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Stereotypes, Handsome Intruders, and
Very Bad Days
Octavia Ashbloom was slowly going mad. Lying back with her long,
black, curly hair fanned out around her like a dark angel, she stared
at the ceiling. The incessant pitter-patter of rain hitting the shingles
was inescapable, loud, and horribly annoying. The walls of this too-small
shack were closing in on her.
She groaned, dropping her face into her hands. Drop by drop, minute by
minute, hour by hour, the rain was chipping away at her sanity… and there
wasn’t much there to begin with.
Every time the thunder roared like an infuriated dragon, the paper-thin
walls shook. Her heart sped up, and her lungs tightened to the point of pain.
She was surprised the roof was still holding on.
She’d been okay the first few days, but the storm had been going on for
a week. Who knew rain could be so devastating? Day and night, the
torrential deluge continued. At this point, sleep was a distant memory.
Every time Octavia closed her eyes and tried to rest, the storm picked up
again.
She was exhausted and cranky. Very, very cranky. Her grandma
Gertrude used to call this “burn the house down” cranky. That was a fair
assessment. Anger in their kind usually resulted in a few fires.
Octavia had never understood what her grandmother was talking about
until this week. Everything was too loud, too sharp, too irritating. She had
never considered herself particularly inclined to murder, having been raised
with the belief that excessive violence was usually unnecessary, but at this
point, she would kill someone if it got her out of this mess.
She could already hear the village gossips, gathering around the well as
they shared the daily news.
“Did you hear what Octavia Ashbloom did?” someone, probably the
chatterbox Millicent Firebreath, would ask.
“That failed messenger? What has she done now?” another busybody—
likely one of the Ignis sisters, they were so nosy—would reply.
“She murdered someone just to get out of a storm. Can you imagine?
What kind of dragon shifter doesn’t like the rain?”
The gossips would titter and gasp, but no one would be surprised. After
all, Octavia wasn’t exactly adored by the members of her village. They
would just assume her temper got the best of her.
Talk about stereotypes. People always assumed that dragon shifters
lived in a state of continual anger, but that wasn’t the case. They just had
shorter tempers and tended to set things on fire on a regular basis.
It was usually an accident.
Thunder boomed outside, and Octavia pressed her hands against her
ears.
“Make it stop,” she moaned, pleading to whatever gods might be
listening.
She loved being a dragon shifter—not that she had a choice in the
matter since she was born that way—but sometimes, the extra-sensitive
hearing and powerful sense of smell became too much for her to handle.
Each drop of water pelting the roof was like a needle being shoved beneath
her skin.
As if mocking her pleas, another boom of thunder rolled over the forest,
and the rain picked up.
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