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You will wander, you will roam SORIN: He is Zmeu, one of the great dragons of myth. As a young dragon, he was told an important truth: Dragons do not fall in love. They definitely do not fall in love with mortal women. It’s a lesson Sorin takes to heart. He might have had a mortal mother, but mortals had also killed her, leaving him alone. A dragon grown, he dwells in an impenetrable castle, living a dragon’s best life. He dances with fae swan maidens, steals baubles from unknowing kings, scoffs at mortals stumbling through life wasting time on war, hate…love. Then love finds him. In the village of his birth, a woman teaches him a truth his dragon family hadn’t—it’s rather easy for a dragon to find love. Ever seeking solace, ever seeking home Easy to love, yes. But understanding the woman who steals his heart? Not so easy. He doesn't realize it at the time, his arrogance leading him to assume he knew best. After all, he was a dragon. Sorin’s arrogance led to her death…and a curse. Hundreds of years later, living in the New World as the world prepares for war, he is almost numb to the curse that haunts him still. You will wander, you will roam, they’d said. He did. But seeking solace, seeking home? Home and solace were lost to him, every bit as much as his love. As penance, he guards the mortals in his territory, as she had protected those under her care. He’ll hold off the coming war as long as possible. When the time comes to take up a sword—or breathe fire—he will. It’s little comfort, but his lost love would expect him to protect. So he does. One night, a sudden awareness yanks him from deepest sleep. Chasing the faint magical trail, he finds a woman battling for her life. Just before a killing strike, he sees her eyes…eyes of haunting green. The eyes of the woman he’d loved, the eyes of the woman he’d killed.
We were in love, and things were perfect. I thought love would solve everything, but instead, loving Erich has only caused problems: Apocalyptic in nature. That new car smell of our budding relationship has gone out the window, leaving behind the smell of a rancid tuna taco. Erich's mother, Lady Hel, the Norse goddess of death, despises me. It's more than silent daggers and rolling of eyes. If she could make my head roll, she would. I'm not sure what she'd do to try to get her Erich to break things off with me. But she is capable of anything. Including forcing me to travel back to 1799 where her maniacal brother, Fenrir, the wolf-like monster awaits. He's more than dangerous. He's pure destruction. And he's determined that he will use me, a dragon-shifter, to take down the gods in Asgard. If I don't cooperate, Erich bites the dust permanently, and if I do, I'll damn us all. Maybe that is what Lady Hel wants. How the hell am I supposed to choose? Grab your copy of this passionate adventure! Other books in the series include: A Dragon's Destiny A Dragon's Desire A Dragon's Heart A Dragon's Witch
Ren is finally getting used to the idea that she's the last dragon shifter alive-destined to take four alpha shifters as her mates and unite all shifter kind-when more trouble looms on the horizon. The rogue group that slaughtered her family is still out for blood, and they don't care who they hurt along the way. Ren and her mates set out to quash the rebellion once and for all. But the rogues have allies in unexpected places, startling enough to shake Ren's resolve. Throw in a challenger hoping to wrench the position of alpha from one of her guys, and this dragon shifter has reached her limit. How can a girl who's only known she's a shifter for three weeks heal sixteen years of chaos?
THE FIRST NOVEL IN THE NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING ELDER RACES SERIES! Half-human and half-wyr, Pia Giovanni spent her life keeping a low profile among the wyrkind and avoiding the continuing conflict between them and their Dark Fae enemies. But after being blackmailed into stealing a coin from the hoard of a dragon, Pia finds herself targeted by one of the most powerful—and passionate—of the Elder races. As the most feared and respected of the wyrkind, Dragos Cuelebre cannot believe someone had the audacity to steal from him, much less succeed. And when he catches the thief, Dragos spares her life, claiming her as his own to further explore the desire they’ve ignited in each other. Pia knows she must repay Dragos for her trespass, but refuses to become his slave—although she cannot deny wanting him, body and soul...
Mayah, princess of the Draken House of Al-Maddeiri, has been haunted by ghosts for years. Visions, dreams, and nightmares--ghosts reaching out to her, begging her to save them. But how do you save people who are already dead? Tristan Barnes is supposed to be Mayah's healer, reaching into her mind with his white wolf powers to fix the damage, slay the ghosts, and coax her lost dragon back out into the world. It's bad enough that he's lost his professional distance and fallen head over paws for his sexy, feisty patient. Even worse, being near Mayah is opening up old wounds. His hard-won sanity and stability are slipping away, and the ghosts of his own past are coming back to haunt him--literally. But what will happen when they find out they're seeing the same ghosts--and that they aren't really ghosts at all? Tristan and Mayah will have to break all the rules, and face their own fears, to finally save the ghosts--and each other.
A secret race as old as time, they have inspired our greatest legends, our grimmest fairy tales, and our grandest nightmares. Changelings by day and slayers at dark, they call themselves People of the Blood. Mankind calls them Dragons. One has stepped forward to tell his story. Four long, lonely years have passed since the murder of Peter DelaSangre’s beloved wife. Although he is devoted to caring for their young son, Peter longs for a mate, someone to fill the void left by his wife’s death. But only one female can satisfy his deepest desire: Chloe Blood, the younger sister of his dead wife. Intending to claim her as his bride, Peter travels to the wilds of Jamaica and settles into a lush jungle estate, where he plans to bide his time until Chloe comes of age. But there are those who do not take kindly to Peter’s arrival. And they will stop at nothing to make sure that Peter never leaves Jamaica alive.
The last of her kind. Four hot alpha mates. A legacy of bloodshed. When Ren Landis goes looking for excitement on her 21st birthday, getting kidnapped is a little more than she bargained for. So is finding out that shifters exist-and that she's one too. As the last of the dragon shifters, she's got a role to fulfill: Take the alphas of the four shifter groups as her mates and unite all shifter kind. No pressure, right? Too bad Ren's fate isn't as simple as getting it on with four scorching-hot guys. Someone is out for dragon shifter blood, intent on finishing the massacre they started years ago. If Ren can't figure out how to kickstart her buried powers, her life's about to go down in flames.
My best friend is marrying my ex and I’m her bride’s maid. Yes, this existential crisis has me questioning everything. I can't grasp who I am, what I am, or when I belong. My mother thinks I need to date, but I prefer nothing more than a nice sword between my hands, a smexy romance novel, and a warm blanket. For years, despite being worn down by life, I've been preparing for a world that doesn’t exist. One with heroic quests, magic, and hot heroes. Because to me, it’s so very real. Every night I dream about a menacing Dark Knight who looks exactly like Erich Naldoson, my best friend’s sexy brother, who is so off-limits for what I dream. Not just because he’s Tink’s baby brother, but because love steals from me--people get hurt when I love them. Sometimes, they die. But, when strange things stir in my city, my dreams are suddenly walking around outside my head. And now I have a strange destiny that will shape me into something new. Something that involves my mysterious Dark Knight who's beckoning me to come to him. Turns out, my fate turns on a simple tequila-inspired wish. No sooner am I left reeling back in time to the Reformation where all of my questions can finally be answered... ...and where danger lurks at every turn to ensure I don't survive the trip. This is the first book in this epic fiery, time travel romance series. Books in the series include: • A Dragon's Destiny • A Dragon's Desire • A Dragon's Heart • A Dragon's Witch "I was pulled into this story so fast, and so deeply, that I forgot I was reading." - Mom2three "As a fan of all things magical and mythological, this book blew me away! I'd give it 10 stars if I could! Well done, Tina!." - Angie "History seems to come alive as nothing in the past did for me before." - Megan M. A Dragon's Destiny is a romance for fans of Norse mythology, paranormal romance, epic fantasy romance, and time travel. Download this fantastic adventure now!
Seven hundred years after the days of the dragon wars, magic again is stirring and three teenagers join forces to help bind the broken kingdoms of Noor and Otherworld.
The author James Blackthorne portrays his characters as having a strong fighting spirit. The main emphasis is on a character referred to as Bardson Wolfe. He is the son of the grand wizard Leon Davith. Bard is a Glorious Golum that faces overwhelming odds in this well-placed adventure. The bronze Golum remains true to his ideals and takes a firm commitment to his father despite every setback. Leon returned to the room with the large mirror. The pen was still lying on the desk. He sat down with his son Bard and explained how generations upon generations born into the Black Army culture, rose to die. None questioned it, none cared, and their culture was founded around the ideal of slaughter, of merciless battle. They knew nothing of cities, save for the ones they razed, and when none would challenge or oppose them in their great power, they would challenge themselves, battling their own ranks for the sake of maintaining the slaughter. Eventually this self-sustaining death machine, this device of war, mutated into the ones that were known today as the Black Army The Army was the result of the chaotic masses suddenly coming. Some called them the black ones, others, Shadow lords. None dared to call them a friend. It was here that battle was fought daily, not for the sake of any ideal or concept, but due to the sheer boredom the armies had amassed for many ages, long since born into the culture of war, a civilization forged from death. new lord was proclaimed. A far more savage, brutal, and intelligent lord than the Black Army could have ever hoped for. And this new high general began creating a bastion for the otherwise vagrant army of darkness, and once it had been devised, he took a name fitting his status and power. Malakaezar the Black Dragon, head of the army of darkness. But he wasn't content to merely let his army settle into the Dark Continent as his predecessor had, and hungrily, this rogue turned his gaze to the lands beyond, licking his lips at the unfazed lands just Bardson Wolfe the high golem was up to. Screaming as those heads fell over them, the black warriors perished then and there at the hands of the Sarganatas Hydra, a horrific monster that planted itself into the ground, waiting for prey to come to it. Born to destroy, born to kill, raised from the youngest available age to kill or be killed, to devote oneself to senseless bloodshed. And no god could hold sway over their hearts. They knew, for many were those who had been attacked by divine magic intended to sway their hearts away from what the majority of the warriors considered to be their true purpose. However, to a black warrior, such as divine magic was simply considered a jest, for gods could never exist within their hearts. They were immune to holy intervention, though it had been tried many times. Most, if not all the warriors were so resilient to divine magic and spells that a single warrior could weather out a smite spell, considered to be the strongest of Divine Magic because the God connected to it was the one attacking.