His nostrils flared in annoyance before he let me go. "Are you always this difficult?" "I'm difficult? You're the perv sneaking into my room! I should call the cops!" I exclaimed. He scoffed. "As if they'd have anything on me." "I can't tell if you're a serial killer or if you just have an insufferably large ego." "Neither." He said, leaning against my closet door. "I'm a Dragon Rider. And You, Davina Mitchell, are just like me." Fantasy. Romance. Action. Dragons. The best of both worlds? More like the worst. cover, publishing, editing, by @-burntchickennugget- writing, planning by @book_loversx