Prequel Novella: Dracones Primalthorn
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A thousand years ago, the Ilyium, a powerful group of druid witches, and dragonkind co-existed, neither friend nor foe, until one horrific moment in time that changed everything.
All dragonkind are born with a deeply ingrained calling to protect the innocent. As Primalthorn, the Ultimate Guardian, it becomes Skulla’s duty to preserve his dying race as well. But with his responsibility comes a great burden as he’s tasked with ending the lives of those on the verge of going rogue.
Year after lonely year, only his obligations keep Skulla clinging to sanity, until the day he meets his mate. Kiah-thorn brings light back into his darkened soul.
With the lives of not only dragonkind but his family at stake, Skulla is hesitant when the Ilyium call on him for assistance. For his choices may just end all dragonkind.
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If you enjoy a short read and want to learn about the birth of the Dracones race and how they came to be cursed, get Dracones Primalthorn and hang on to your seat. Skulla will fly you into the magical realm of Tartaria filled with fierce immortal dragons, witches, demons, prophecy and heartache as he tries to do the right thing for the love of his family.
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If it lives, it can die … even immortal dragons. Unfairly cursed and then mercilessly hunted for a thousand years by a powerful group of druid witches, the Dracones fight for their very survival.
After their village was massacred, Tierney and her friends fled the realm of Tartaria for Earth, keeping their identity as dragon shifters secret. Only you can’t run from the past—a point made crystal clear when twenty-one-year-old Tierney gazes into the tormented eyes of the man she loves.
His failure to protect his brother long ago left Jax broken and full of rage. Now as his Awakening approaches, his powers grow unpredictable. If he survives the emergence of his dragon, he fears he will endanger the one he loves above all others—Tierney.
Their past catches up when Tierney has a brutal vision. The Ilyium have found them, triggering ancient instincts in the Dracones and now Tierney and Jax must overcome their legacy and learn to trust in themselves in order to avoid the Ilyium’s sinister plans.
This is the first book in the Dracones series for readers age 17+.
If you are a fan of dark, steamy, paranormal romance, get Tierney and Jax’s story and be swept up into a magical world of betrayal filled with immortal dragons, shapeshifters, werewolves, wereleopards, vampires, witches and angst ridden sensual heat.
Excerpt from Dracones Awakening
The six men’s fear was palpable as inky darkness seeped from Jax like a furious entity bent on vengeance… Their attempt to kidnap a young teen had been thwarted… Without realizing Jax was a Dracones, they did recognize him as a Supe, and grinning, they attacked…. one guy managed to get past Jax and put his knife to the kids throat.
Hell no, he didn’t just do that! As the skinny teen began to shake, and his eyes widened in fear, Jax’s anger spiked. The dark rage that lurked inside him erupted, causing a cloying black cloud to seep from within him and fill the alley. Fear and piss filled the air as the screams from six throats were cut off. Blood sprayed everywhere and Jax was sucked into a vortex of horror-filled memories.
Screams of terror from long ago drifted on the wind while a fiery inferno tore mercilessly through their village. Cold, menacing death grasped anyone left alive with uncaring hands, leaving destruction in its wake. Jax tried to shake the memories free, but other memories invaded. Evil laughter haunted him as a long ago agony took over, leaving him bloody, chained and helpless. Filled with pain and shame, he struggled to get free. Then the hated voice repeatedly called him a piece of shit, telling him how weak, dirty, pathetic he was. How he’d never be any good and no one would ever love him.
Jax gripped his head, chest heaving, and pushed the ghosts of his past away. The hilts of both knives pressed into his skull as he resisted the urge to vomit. He leaned against the filthy brick wall in the dingy alleyway and fought the darkness threatening to consume him. Stop! With a growl of anger, he thumped his head back against the bricks, the pain helping ease the darkness from his mind.
The black fog dissolved, leaving the coppery scent of blood, along with an odor of weak magic, making him grimace. Chest heaving, he straightened up and turned in a circle, looking at the bodies. Damnit! I hate when this shit happens…
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Forged in the nightmare of his upbringing, twenty-one-year-old Samarias harbors a dark secret, one that as his dragon awakens, threatens to destroy not only him but those he loves as well.
After killing his Fallen father and watching his soul mate die, Sami is thrown another curve ball and ends up in a downward spiral of depression–until he’s sent on a rescue mission to Calgary.
Faced with the opportunity for a different future, Sami is conflicted. But when he’s suddenly confronted by a new enemy, a vampire that can walk in the day, along with the demons of a past he thought dead, Sami has some harsh choices to make. Choices that could make or break old and newly budding relationships.
Dracones Revelations is for readers 17+. If you are a fan of dark, steamy paranormal romance, get Sami’s story today and fall into the world of Dragons, Phoenix shifters, Night and Day Walkers, Magic, sensual heat and the revelations of Sami’s past.
Excerpt from Dracones Revelations
“What are you doing here, Sami?” she whispered the question, gazing up at him.
“Brimstone…uh, needed a ride and I’m trying to help find your sister.” Sami gazed down at her, noticing that her lips were just inches from his. Her scent surrounded him, making it hard to concentrate on anything except how close she was, and the wondrous feelings racing through him.
“No, that’s not it, is it?” Her eyes narrowed angrily on him.
“I don’t understand…why do you hate me?”
“Who says I hate you?” Her eyes widened in surprise and her voice grew husky as she spoke. Cocking her head to the side just a bit, Hellfire ran her smoky eyes up and down him, making his blood boil under her gaze. Sami fought to stay calm. It sure seemed like she hated him, although now…
“I know what you want…” Her eyes continued to look him over as her hands reached out to touch him again.
“What?” Sami shivered. Her hands slowly ran up the muscles of his chest to his pecs beneath his T-shirt, before moving on to squeeze the muscles in his upper arms. He didn’t dare take his eyes off her.
“Mmm…nice…” She bit her lip as she surveyed him, silver eyes glittering with mischief. Sami’s blood ran hot and he strained against his jeans. He held his breath as her gaze slid down to his waistband. Her tongue darted out and wet her lower lip before worrying it between her teeth. Then silver eyes met his, shocking him at the fire he saw in them. “This is what you want…isn’t it?” she asked and wrapping her fingers in his hair, she pulled his head down.
The second Sami’s lips touched Hellfire’s, his blood rushed furiously in his. She tasted better than he could have ever imagined.
“This! This is what you want, isn’t it?” She breathed and pulled away, making him groan. He was on fire, and all his pain and darkness had gone. He wanted her so badly, his pulse was racing, and his dragon was roaring like a gorilla beating its chest for more.
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A newly awakened Dracones with tenuous control of his powers, Samarias barely survived her the first time. Now she’s back.
Coldly rejected by Hellfire, his soul mate, Sami struggles with a reason to live. He finds that reason after rescuing one of the very special and rare Genesis Dracones. With an unexpected second chance at happiness, he’s determined to make it work.
An unforgivable betrayal has pushed Hellfire, a fiery Phoenix, to stand alone against the world. She vows never to allow a man into her heart again. Not even one who makes her knees weak, and her heart pound like thunder.
Only now, her sister is in danger and Hellfire is frantic to rescue her. With no other choice, she seeks assistance from the only male who can help them. The same one she heartlessly tossed away. Sami. Knowing she may lose her sister is heartbreaking enough, but is it possible she’ll lose more than that to the man who wants to claim her heart?
For readers ages 17+.
If you enjoy dark steamy tales of prophesy filled with love, hate, betrayal, broken promises, Dragons, Werewolf and Phoenix Shifters, Druid witches, and other immortal creatures, get Dracones betrayed now and hold your breath as you portal into the magical realm of Tartaria on an adventure full of discovery.
Excerpt from Dracones Betrayed
Hellfire flew through the cold and rainy night to her meeting. I didn’t ask for any of this. I don’t need any more strange and fucked up my life than I already have. I’m fine. My family may need me, but I don’t need anyone.
If that’s so, why does he haunt your dreams? A voice whispered in her head.
“Yeah, he haunts my dreams, but not in a good way,” Hellfire murmured aloud as she tilted her wings and began her descent through the frigid air. But the whisper in her head just laughed.
Those aren’t the dreams I mean…
Hellfire growled. She didn’t want to admit she had dreams of the sexy emerald-eyed man candy she’d tasted once, and who’d left her wanting more.
What had I been thinking?
Hellfire circled the area where she was supposed to meet the one she hoped would help find her sister or at least give her some answers.
“Nix, when I find you, I’m going to wring your impulsive little neck for worrying me,” Hellfire muttered thinking about her sister, as she landed in the small moonlit clearing.
Stressed out and filled with the familiar unease that had been plaguing her since her life had flipped upside down, Hellfire shook the cold rain from her short dark hair. She grimaced when a soggy chunk of pink fell over her eye. Shoving it out of the way, she pulled her damp black wings close around her. She stayed in her Phoenix form, ready to take off if needed, while searching the darkness.
“Samuels,” she growled, sensing the presence of others close.
With barely a whisper of sound, a shadow separated from the dark trees and swiftly closed in on her. Hellfire stepped away as a sword swung at where she’d been standing. Instead of stepping away again, Hellfire moved towards the black robed swordsman and swung her wing out, spinning with it. Blood welled up from a wound in the man’s neck where the razor-sharp edge of her wing caught him. Hellfire moved in and shoved him away. Down he went, gasping for breath with his hand on his neck. She caught the movement of another only a second before it was too late and spun back around then using her body as momentum and her wings as weapons, she easily disarmed the second swordsman.
While she held her attacker’s own sword against his throat, she fought not to wince at the sharp pain in her side. She could feel blood seeping down her leg. Shit! Bloody wound re-opened…
Without moving the sword and keeping an eye on her second attacker, she glanced down at the first man. “Thought they were just feathers, did you?” She grinned.
Many had mistaken the thin, razor sharp obsidian blades in her wings for feathers. They usually didn’t live long enough to realize their mistake and it looked as if this one wouldn’t either.
“Enough.” A moment later, the shadows separated and a tall, eerie figure in a black-hooded robe stepped forward.
“Why Samuels, nice of you to join us,” Hellfire said, keeping one eye on her Ilyium captive.
“You’ve proven yourself, now let him go,” Samuels said, indicating her captive.
“They attacked me. I told you I just wanted to speak with you,” Hellfire said, feeling pissed. She didn’t need any of this shit, she already felt like crap, and now her side burned worse than when she was first hurt.
“Why did you call this meeting?” Samuels asked in a deep, yet deadly quiet voice.
Hellfire shivered not from the December chill, but rather from the feeling of danger that consumed her whenever she was around Samuels. “I’m calling in my favor.”
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Against all odds … Dare to dream…
Abandoned. Abused. Trust doesn’t come easy to twenty-year-old Thaniel. So when he picks up a stalker, his instincts scream run! Yet living on the streets is lonely, and she appears harmless …He should have run.
Betrayed—turned into a monster and thrust into the dark world of leopard, wolf and dragon shifters, Thaniel quickly lands in the clutches of sadistic Werewolves. Imprisoned and with no hope of escape, he finally welcomes death. Until three very strange beings enter his life. Like a beacon, they offer Thaniel an impossible dream—the promise of a home, safety, love.
Scared to believe that anyone could want him and more confused than ever, Thaniel seeks answers, only the truth may be more than his bruised heart can survive.
**For readers 17+ Can be read in sequence or standalone. Get your tissues ready and crawl into Thaniel’s heart breaking, magical world to find out what happens next. *Warning* There is a sweet Polyamorous/Ménage relationship with Bisexual elements.
Excerpt from Thaniel
Curled up on his side, Thaniel now strained to hear whatever it was that had drawn him from oblivion. But he was locked in a soundproof room, and even with his enhanced senses, he caught nothing but the beating of his own heart. Had the wolves come back to finish him off? That would be good—end his miserable existence.
Still, his beast screamed that he wasn’t alone and the feeling grew stronger, making him tremble. What if the wolves had returned to torment him some more?
When a flashlight shone into the room from the little window set in the door, he jumped. Then he scooted up and pressed himself into the corner, drawing his legs up to his chest. No, maybe he wasn’t ready for this after all.
Then the door opened.
Filled with fear, Thaniel caught the unfamiliar scent of three people. Two males and a female. Who are they? What do they want? His trembling grew worse.
“Hey, we won’t hurt you,” a husky male voice said.
Thaniel cringed, pressing the sharp bones of his back snug into the corner. He tightened his arms around his legs, as if he could protect himself. At least his long hair, as snarled and matted as it was, hid most of his naked body. Through the filthy mess hanging from his head, he peered timidly at a dark shape in the doorway. It was a large male who had spoken.
“I’m going to turn on the light,” the voice cautioned as his visitor eased into the room.
An involuntary whimper slipped out of Thaniel as the light came on, blinding him. He sucked in a deep breath and shielded his eyes against the pain that lanced his skull.
“You’re okay. I promise we won’t hurt you,” the guy said.
Still not used to the light, Thaniel lowered his arm just enough to watch the man crouch down. Though only dark shapes, the other male and the female he’d scented entered as well, while the first guy slowly edged closer to Thaniel.
When the guy cursed, Thaniel hunched his shoulders, wishing he could shrink away and disappear. His trembling increased as he kept his gaze lowered from the three strangers. The wolves taught him well; never make eye contact unless given permission.
As the three stared at him, Thaniel sensed their horror and shame filled him. He tried to melt more firmly into the concrete at his back, but had nowhere to go.
He lowered his head further to his knees, not wanting them to see him. He knew he was disgusting. Filthy. Smelly. He was covered in dried blood from all the times he’d been beaten, whipped, and tortured. Suddenly he wished he’d cleaned himself more. At first, he used the icy water to wash off, but after a while it was hard to care how he looked or smelled. And a part of him thought—hoped––that maybe, if he was disgusting enough, the Weres would leave him alone. It really hadn’t worked, but he still hadn’t wanted to sweeten the pot by being clean.
Thaniel shifted uncomfortably, shaking under their silent gaze. Who are these people? Could he have been wrong about Real abandoning him? After all, he had promised to rescue Thaniel from this hell hole. “W-who are y-you? W-where’s R-Real?” Thaniel asked without looking up. His voice came out scratchy from lack of use.
“I’m Jax,” the guy crouched in front of him said, and his tone fairly vibrated with anger.
Thaniel’s shaking increased as the air around them thickened with some kind of dark, otherworldly power. What is that? He whimpered, completely terrified. What are they going to do to me?
The biggest of the three and also male, turned and left the room. Then the woman spoke. Her soft, sweet voice caught Thaniel’s attention, momentarily distracting him from his terror. Even knowing that he shouldn’t, he couldn’t seem to help it—he was drawn to look. Slowly, he dared to peek up at her through his hair, just a little, and blinked. His eyes weren’t used to the light and he could only make out a dark shape. Then she moved closer and his eyes quickly adjusted.
Thaniel swallowed deeply, shocked. He’d never seen another person quite like her. She appeared to be in her early twenties and was utterly beautiful, and somehow he sensed that she was very different from anyone he’d ever met.
Understanding purple eyes gazed down at him and Thaniel felt his fear slowly slipping away. Purple? He didn’t know people could have purple eyes. He held his breath as she tucked a strand of long, wavy black hair behind her ear then crouched down beside the big guy––the one called Jax, who seemed of similar age. She lay her hand on Jax’s shoulder.
Thaniel swallowed as anger pulled the black brows on Jax’s face into a severe frown. Bright blue eyes stared back at Thaniel. Somehow, Thaniel knew Jax wasn’t angry at him. Then the strange, deadly power that he’d forgotten about while trapped under the scrutiny of these two strangers dissipated. His shaking eased.
“You’re going to be fine. We’re here to help you. I’m Tierney.” The purple-eyed female introduced herself without taking her eyes from his. “We want to get you out of here.”
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Soroyan was meant to be king of the wolf pack. Raven was an avenging angel sent to patrol the Fallen—until evil warrior witches attacked and sank them both into darkness with no room for anything or anyone but vengeance.
A promise to his dead mate and hatred kept Soroyan, an immortal wolf shifter alive. But four hundred years is too long. With his volatile power under tight rein, he’s done his duty to protect his pack. Only now, a purple-eyed female he tried to hate, has shattered the ice around his heart.
For twenty years Raven has hunted the enemy—closed off and alone. Until the big bad wolf awakens her. He sets her blood on fire, except she also senses a dark void eating away at him. Afraid to feel again, Raven must decide how much she will give up to save the male who just may be her second chance at love.
Book five for readers 17+ If you enjoy dark, sexy wolf shifters, dragons, angels and other magical beings, get Dracones Rogue and fall in love with Soroyan and Raven.
Excerpt from Dracones Rogue
Raven yanked her hand away when a shock crackled between them. Instant hunger surged through her and she swallowed, freezing under his intense, burning gaze.
Flames began to whip through her entire body, sending heat to her core with an intense ache of need. Why did she have to react this way around him? Resorting to sarcasm, Raven smirked. “Wasn’t sure if I was going to get you back, or be stuck with a giant black wolf with red eyes,” she said. When he didn’t answer, her throat went suddenly dry. She didn’t dare look away. Turquoise eyes filled with stark need, stared steadily back at her, assessing, studying, wanting, and collar or not, she knew this was an extremely powerful male.
“You should have left me,” he finally said and she blinked in surprise that he’d spoken. Still, she could see and feel the soul weary defeat in him and scowled as it resonated with her on a level she didn’t even want to think about. It also made her want to take it away so badly she almost hurt for him.
“I could have hurt you,” he muttered when she didn’t say anything, and turned his gaze back up to stare at the ceiling. Raven knew it was a dismissal, he was giving her a chance to leave.
“You wouldn’t have hurt me,” she said quietly, knowing deep in her heart that it was true and unable to move away from him.
Soroyan scowled and then turned to look at her again. “You took a big chance.”
“Sometimes you have to take a chance.”
Soroyan narrowed his gaze on her, studying again. “You don’t even know me, why did you help me?” he asked and even though she felt his attraction to her and had been feeling it for days, it was clear he was also puzzled by her.
Having spent most of her life alone, she had sensed a connection to him almost from the beginning and now, it melted her heart that he would ask such a thing. “Does it matter if I know you or not?” she asked, but he didn’t answer. “We seem to have this …” she said and waved her hand between them, “a connection or something, and I felt your struggle.” She shrugged her shoulders again. “I couldn’t just leave you like that.”
The large, intense male watched her and more heat bloomed inside, causing a fire to curl and twist its way throughout her body.
He broke the stare and her breath caught in her throat when his searing gaze began to travel all over her. Like a warm breath, his eyes slowly traveled from the tips of her toes up her bare legs to pause at her black lace undies. She swallowed as his eyes lingered, then slowly moved upward, to the too-small shirt she was wearing that hugged her breasts like a second skin.
Had she anticipated this moment when she put the shirt on? Unsure, and uncaring, her body came alive and in that instant, she wanted him more than she had ever wanted anyone.
Mouth suddenly dry as her body responded to him, she licked her lips.
“You should go,” he warned and his deep, husky voice drew a shiver through her. The need to feel his hands on her and him deep inside of her tightened things low inside, making her wet.
Raven was tempted to look down to see what kind of reaction he had to her, but held his gaze instead. His bluish-green eyes grew dark and flared with awareness as he drew in a deep breath, taking in her scent.
She quivered in anticipation, knowing that as a wolf, he’d be able to smell her desire.
What are you doing? This is a bad idea! But no matter what her brain said, her body, her soul, wanted this and she couldn’t tear her gaze from his. His eyes reminded her of a volcanic lake she’d once come across on another world. It was deceiving and appeared icy-cool, calm, and as ancient as time itself. Yet it had been the exact opposite, burning in intensity.
Very aware that her window to leave was quickly slipping away, Raven drew in a deep breath. “What if I don’t want to?”
Saberthorn, A Dragonkind ~ 52 Realms Novel
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After a thousand years, immortal shifter Saberthorn thought he’d never find the one person to make his dragon soul sing, until he locked gazes with Tirah. His mortal enemy.
When the Ilyium druids lure Saber’s niece into a magical witch circle and murder her, then send his brother to a hell realm, Saber vows vengeance. Within days, he’s tracked and disposed of all but the last witch responsible. Ten years later and on the verge of losing all humanity, Saber has finally found her. Only there’s a problem—she makes him feel alive and he can’t stand the thought of ending her life.
Born of mixed blood and hated for her difference, Tirah suffered the abuse of her brother and fellow trainees in silence, determined to reach the top of the soldier ranks and hopefully find some peace.
But when she is suddenly promoted and sent on her first mission, things quickly spin out of control. As Tirah catches sight of a male who makes her heart race, she’s ordered to commit a despicable act. Instead, Tirah does something far worse and sets in motion a series of events from which there is no coming back.
Excerpt from Saberthorn
Saber used a cloak of invisibility to disguise himself while he studied the female. He smiled at her curves, then frowned. Anger filled him at the realization of how thin she’d grown over the last ten years. Though why he cared, he had no idea.
Saber stalked her, reveling in the sweet scent of honeysuckle that filled his senses. Then he caught a whiff of fear along with a touch of excitement as she grew aware that she was being tailed. Could she be wanting this fight as well? She had to be tired of running. Perhaps she was eager to rejoin her family of murderers?
Though the idea of his prey rejoining her Ilyium family filled Saber with rage, it wasn’t enough to squelch the excitement of the hunt. Her fear only excited him more. Even his dragon was like an eager puppy, practically salivating over the thought of capturing her once and for all.
As she started to run, Saber picked up his pace until he was right on her heels. She was the enemy. The one who sent his brother to the underworld. He inhaled her scent and his blood felt like it was suddenly on fire.
Then his mind fractured.
Enraptured by the silken strands of burnished copper hair flowing behind her like a living flame, Saber didn’t notice when his invisibility dropped away. Like a magical web, her fiery hair enticed and drew him in. Without conscious thought, Saber reached out, the ache to feel it’s softness overcoming all else.
Suddenly she slowed. Saber’s pulse thundered in his head as a few strands slipped smoothly, like sizzling thread between his fingers. Then, she stopped. Saber slammed on the brakes before he could run her down.
Between the roar of his dragon and his heart slamming like thunder in his chest, Saber heard nothing else. It was like he was locked into some dream he couldn’t break. His prey spun around to face him. Her eyes, a bright blue filled with rage locked on him. Saber opened his mouth to speak, when her small fist clocked him good.
Everything spun and the breath whooshed out of him. One part of his splintered mind stared up at the sky, noting the setting suns, while the other part gaped up at her from where he lay on his ass on the ground. Saber swallowed, stunned and not sure how this had happened. No one had bested him without his letting them. Not since he and his siblings used to play fight.
The female opened her mouth as if to say something, then closed it. Then, while Saber was still lost in his own world, she took off again. Saber lay where he had fallen, watching her. He blinked, fighting the pain and cobwebs of his mind. Then, though still shocked, but happily so, he touched his jaw where she’d decked him. An unexpected chuckle erupted. Damn! She was good. Who would have thought a female could pack such a punch?
He fell back and stared up at the sky. Suddenly everything appeared brighter than it had in a very long time. The power of dragonkind swirled throughout him, and his aching cock twitched. A pressure began to build in his chest and then suddenly his dragon roared with a need so fierce it almost took his breath away.
The first two books in the Dracones series, Dracones Awakening & Dracones Revelations are available in a clean version appropriate for any age! This is by far one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen an author do. Her daughter wanted to be able to read her book so she made these for her. Talk about being not just an amazing author but also an incredible mom!! As a mother with a daughter who devours books a frequently as I do myself I love the idea of having both an adult version and a clean version to read together!
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