Dragon
Lore Series #1
by Eden
Ashe
Genre: urban fantasy romance
Book
Description:
“We’re dragons. We don’t do the
mushy friend thing.” - Daniel
The dragon-shifter king will do
anything to keep his mate alive…even if it means war.
After millennia as king of the
dragon-shifters, Daniel Ashborne wants a little peace and quiet, especially
from the beautiful Hollywood starlet who haunts his memories. His escape
tactics end abruptly when he is called to the ER to save the one woman he wants
to forget, but who now bears his mark.
Shelby Kincade’s life and movie
career were nearly destroyed when Daniel vanished a year ago. Now he’s back,
claiming they have been accidentally mated. Getting over him once was hard
enough, but she must choose either the life of her dreams or the man she can’t
live without. With peace finally on the horizon between the dragon-shifters and
the Hunters, an assassination attempt on the dragon king and his mate shatters
everything. Tensions rebuild as Daniel and his loyal team of shifters try to
discover who put out the hit. Enemy and ally lines are crossed, but in the
end--after the battle ash has settled--no one could have foreseen who has
plotted for their own gain.
CONTENT WARNING: Graphic fight
scenes, lots of great sex, and hot, hot, hot dragon men. A Lyrical Press Urban
Fantasy Romance
Excerpt:
A furious Daniel
towered over her.
Realizing she
was in an ambulance, she scooted back on the stretcher, pulling the sheet
tighter around herself. Something was very, very off. There was no pain or
range of motion issue with her shoulder. There was just a blackness where the
last hour should have been. Whatever was wrong with her, it ran core deep, and
had everything to do with the man treating her as if she’d caused all the
wrongs in his world.
She let out a
pathetic snort. He had vanished on her, leaving her to face the last year
alone. The media wasn’t forgiving at the best of times, and they’d had a field
day--field year--with America’s Good Girl falling from grace. A dead body, and
the disappearance of the man accused of the crime, was too good of a story for
the media not to run around the clock for a month straight.
It didn’t make
any sense why he hated her. For as much hell as he’d caused her in the last
eleven months, professionally and personally, nothing had prepared her for the
blast of emotions that rocked her at seeing him standing close to her again.
She had no idea what to do with the realization she’d missed him. As soon as
she figured out what the hell was going on, she needed deep psychological help.
“So.” She was
careful to keep her left arm tucked against her stomach as she tried in vain to
put more distance between them. It still didn’t hurt, but the thought of
ripping the rapidly healing wound open made her queasy. She’d never been a big
fan of blood. Her teeth tugged at her bottom lip as she tried not to worry
about how much space he took up, even while sitting on the bench. He was huge.
“You’re alive.” When he leaned forward, bringing them closer together, she
tried to keep her face impassive. Her gaze dropped to the huge forearms he
braced against tree trunk-sized thighs, before she snapped her attention back to
his face. He was a lunatic who looked to be on the verge of major violence. She
wasn’t so confused she didn’t understand the combination was a powder keg with
a lit fuse. “I wasn’t sure. The police said you were gone before the ambulance
ever got to the hospital.”
“Disappointed,
princess?”
She almost
snorted at him. She’d spent the last year hoping he was still alive, and trying
not to let the uncertainty drive her out of her mind. “I didn’t get myself shot
on purpose, you know. So whatever you’re mad at me about, it’s not my fault. I
didn’t ask them to call you.”
“Right.” He
dragged his gaze from the mark over her heart back to her face. Though she was
sure she was imagining it, she could have sworn his eyes lingered on her mouth.
“Just like the Hunter showing up in your bedroom was just a weird twist of
fate?”
“A hunter?” She
asked, certain she was missing a huge part of the conversation. “Daniel, my
house was in the most exclusive part of Los Angeles. There isn’t anywhere to
hunt.”
“Ryuu.”
She remembered that
word from their first date. He’d told her it was an ancient dragon curse
because his sister didn’t like him using cuss words. Funny. She’d thought it
was sweet at the time. Now she was sure it just made him bat-shit crazy.
About the Author:
Convinced dragons have gotten a
bad rep throughout time, and more than a little addicted to fairy tales and
romance novels, Eden Ashe has decided to re-write history. In her version, the
dragons are ancient warriors in tarnished armor, who not only deserve the girl
in the end, but will fight forever for her.
Tour-Wide Giveaway:
2 prize packs with
dragon earrings, print book, large postcard and business card-sized
magnet, calendar magnet, and white T-shirt with The Dragon's Heart cover
on the front.
3 ebook copies of The Dragon’s Heart
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Dragon Heart in kindle? e-book?
ReplyDeleteWhere can I find this as an ebook?
ReplyDeleteHi everyone! Because of Kensington's acquisition of my publisher, Lyrical Press, the ebook release has been delayed a month or so. But keep checking Amazon and all other ebook retailers, it should be up soon--and don't forget to enter the giveaway! I do have a few print copies for the giveaway! ~Eden
ReplyDeleteI really loved the excerpt! I love all paranormal stories! Dragons are one of my fav's can't wait to read!
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