A Dragon’s Curse
Griall must find the woman who can release him from his curse before he becomes a Death Beast like his father. Even if the man inside him craves the Dragon Slayer’s touch, he knows she must destroy the beast who shares his skin before it’s too late.
A Slayer’s Pride
Xara cannot escape the lie upon which her life is built. A Slayer who has never fought a dragon, she’ll never feel feel strong enough to be the one Griall seeks. Surely, a Slayer wouldn’t allow herself to love a beast! Xara must find a Slayer’s power to kill this dragon before his curse destroys them both.
Excerpt:
She couldn’t breathe with his hands on her, couldn’t think with him this close. A dragon. An enemy. Her body did not care.
“Don’t touch me.”
He gave her a mocking, lethal smile. “What will you do to make me stop?”
She plowed her fist into his face, heard the crack of bone. Watched as that sensual mouth bled, those light eyes narrowed. Surely he’d shift into the dragon now. His scales, his teeth would cool the lust inside her belly.
She willed him to turn into the beast. Lifted a fist again. Froze mid-swing when he pulled her toward him, tumbling them both onto the grass. She rolled on top of him, struggling to push his arms over his head. The fire in her belly flared as she cradled him between her thighs, the heat of his arousal hot and urgent against her.
Best of Love Romances Cafe Nominee
She arched toward him, as forbidden pleasure coiled. While her head screamed stop, arousal bloomed inside her as she struggled, pushing herself into him, wanting more, needing more contact.
Her hands were now above her head, his heat fueling the tension gripping every muscle. Watching her eyes, Griall took his weight off her, eased to the side, claimed both her wrists in one large fist while she struggled to breathe, to calm, to think.
Slowly, his free hand traveled up, those clever fingers brushing over her lips, tracing a dark path over her neck.
She should have stopped him. She did not.