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Eona: The Last Dragoneye



I adored Eon, I know that. But when the concealment was over and Eona came to life, I loved him even more. No, I loved her.
It was petrifying to witness and follow Eona as she acted upon her duty as the first female Dragoneye in centuries—a young girl destined to face the wicked and the powerful archenemies of the empire. Non-stop action, spine-tingling adventure and overshadowing magic took my breath away as I tagged along Eona and her fellow dissenters who were evading High Lord Sethon’s army. I was also moved by Ryko and Lady Dela’s allegiance to Eona. Their willingness to sacrifice their lives for the sake of a good empire is an admirable heroic act.
Eona and her legion’s quest for the black folio, which was stolen by Dillon, was filled with electrifying turns and death-defying encounters every once in a while. Racing against time, they also needed to find the young Pearl Emperor, Kygo, who terribly needed Eona’s power and the black folio in his struggle to reclaim his throne from the vile “Emperor” Sethon. The journey was quite long and treacherous, but if Eona had survived the onslaught, I too had somehow outlived the stupefying moments between the covers of Alison Goodman’s Eona: The Last Dragoneye.
However, what thrilled and frightened me more was if Eona would be able to cut a deal with her new distinct self—as Dragoneye—and her overwhelming power.  A young typical girl who is fragile as a piece of glass, Eona must deal with the emotional turmoil caused by the enemies, including the grief and pain of the other ten dragons which Dragoneyes were killed. All the enemies need was her power to accomplish their evil plans. And it was up to Eona if she would be willing to compromise everything she has done—including the people—for the adversaries or to unite with her dragon and triumph against the evil force.
In this heart-stopping sequel to Eon, author Alison Goodman successfully intermingled drama, romance, magic and hair-raising action into one magnificent epic tale that leaves the readers petrified at the edge of their seats, but completely satisfied.




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