Every princess needs a hero – – especially one that flies and breathes smoke.
Find your hero in Play With Fire, my latest dragon shifter romance.
Princess Raen has lost everything — her parents, her home and her kingdom. She places her life in the hands of the only person she can trust. Her hero wears armor, but he does not arrive on a white stallion. He flies and breathes smoke.
Arsdon finds the city of Tylis in ruin and the princess he secretly loves in mortal danger. Keeping the promise he made to the dying queen becomes a true conflict between love and duty. Protecting the princess is an honor. Loving her is easy. Suppressing his desire is impossible. Giving her up — heartbreaking.
Praise for Play With Fire
“I think readers will embrace this love story with open arms.”
Literary Nymphs Reviewer: Amethyst Nymph
He struggled to speak. “My duty is to protect you and deliver you to Valitar.”
Her shift, the last barrier to shield her body, slid to the ground. “My virtue does not need your protection.”
His gaze slid over her. Raen was perfection. Her womanly curves were a siren, calling to him and stirring his blood. She stepped toward him. “Your Highness, I beg you. Do not test me.”
Raen unfastened the front seam of his armor and slid the thin layer off his shoulders. Then she planted kisses on his chest. His skin flashed, tiny scales appearing wherever her lips touched him.
Raen gasped and ran her hand over his chest. Tiny scales flashed in the wake of her touch. “Arsdon.”
“It happens when I’m sexually stimulated. I frighten most females.”
“You don’t frighten me, Arsdon. You excite me.”
His need of her fueled a fire so deep and hot he trembled. He had to be strong and not allow his desire to override her honor. “Your Highness, do not do something tonight you will regret tomorrow.”
She ran her fingertips up his chest to his face. Green scales trailed her fingers. He caught her hands in his. “Think about this, Princess. I am a dragon.”
Raen pulled her hands free and slowly slid them down his torso. “I’ve thought about it. I’ve dreamed about it.”
Had she? Did she know the yearning, not just the physical need, but the heartache he’d experienced watching her dance with men of wealth and position? She moved her hand lower. “Raen.”
She brushed her hand over his crotch. “I want to feel life,” she said, releasing the seam. “I’ve had enough of death.”
Play With Fire, Book 3 in the Set In Stone series is Available Now