Title: A Destiny of Dragons (Tales from Verania #2)
Author: T.J. Klune
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: June 30, 2017
Genre(s): Fantasy/Comedy/Romance/Established Couples
Page Count: 400
Reviewed by: Renée
Heat Level: 2 flames out of 5
Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5
Once upon a time, the wizard’s apprentice Sam of Wilds got his happily ever after in the arms of his cornerstone, Knight Commander Ryan Foxheart. A year has passed, and while Sam’s been captured five or six more times since then, things are pretty great. His parents are happy, Gary and Tiggy still eat sass for breakfast, Randall is somehow alive despite being older than the gods, the King rules with a gentle hand, Kevin the dragon is as gross as ever, Morgan sighs a lot, Ryan continues to be dashing and immaculate, and Sam is close to convincing Prince Justin they will be best friends forever.
Life is good.
Until it’s not.
Because Vadoma, the leader of the Gypsy clan and Sam’s grandmother, has come to the City of Lockes with a dire prophecy written in the stars: a man of shadows is rising and will consume the world unless Sam faces his destiny and gathers the five dragons of Verania at his side.
And she brings along her second-in-command, a man named Ruv.
Ruv, who Vadoma says is Sam’s true cornerstone.
The first book in the DESTINY FUCK YEAH! Trilogy (because sometimes, having a destiny is the stupidest thing ever).
If you asked me what my favorite MM romance book is, I would say, without hesitation, The Lightning-Struck Heart. If a book can make me both 1)laugh out loud with the banter and 2)make me cry because of feelings (I’m a cold-hearted bitch who doesn’t cry), it’s doubtful that book will not be a 4-5 star read. TLSH delivered more lolz and wookie cry face moments than any book out there, at this point in time. It’s been out for two years, and I’ve read it six times. SIX.
I even bought the paperback, which I don’t actually read, but to be a tangible representation for me of my favorite of the genre (the only other paperbacks I own are ICoS and the Captive Prince Trilogy).
And then the bastard made me wait two years for the next book. Cuz he’s mean. Or, you know, cuz he was writing other great books, but…….semantics.
TJ had a lot to say about Book 2 (and the whole series) in his recent blog post.
And I’m not going to tell you a whole lot about Book 2. Let the magic unfold for itself.
We still have Knight Commander Ryan Foxheart, the dreamiest dream to have ever been dreamed.
And Sam, the most endearing wizard’s apprentice of all time.
I might have written an ode to his penis in iambic pentameter that goes on for forty-seven stanzas.
Gary is there with his sass and Unicorn Rage. Tiggy is still there to smash things. Kevin is still there to make everything inappropriate.
TJ said he wouldn’t fuck with Ryan and Sam’s HEA. I believed him. And he didn’t. (Ryan’s jealousy is a thing to behold, though, let me tell you).
This book was about Sam’s realization of his Destiny. And how much he says “Fuck that!” in the face of it.
There are more journeys. There is more OTT ridiculousness.
This book did not bring the Wookie Cry Face. There were still some feelz though. It just didn’t rip the heart from my chest – thanks for the break, TJ.
It was immensely fun, and the Donald Trump jokes were epic.
I liked it a little less than book 1, which, you know, is hard to come close to. But my favorite story continues….on a minor cliffie…..onto Book 3 later this year.