WICKED DARK DRAGON
The Dragon Heat series
The Dragon Heat series
by Lolita Lopez
a Dragon Shifter/Paranormal Erotic Romance
from Forever Publishing/ Hatchette Group
Synopsis
Adopted at birth, Ivy Morales always suspected she was more than human. Still, she keeps the outlandish thought to herself-even though she can't ignore her powerful dreams of an ancient blood feud . . . or the darkly erotic turn of those hallucinations. Kidnapped in Mexico for her visions, Ivy has only one chance to escape: find the wickedly sexy man in her dreams.
Welsh dragon shifter Ian Madoc doesn't understand the strange dream connection he shares with an unknown, beautiful woman. Yet after the seductive images turn into pleas for help, Ian rushes off in the middle of the night, hell-bent on rescuing her. But will she turn out to be the soul mate he's always longed for . . . or the downfall of his entire clan?
Welsh dragon shifter Ian Madoc doesn't understand the strange dream connection he shares with an unknown, beautiful woman. Yet after the seductive images turn into pleas for help, Ian rushes off in the middle of the night, hell-bent on rescuing her. But will she turn out to be the soul mate he's always longed for . . . or the downfall of his entire clan?
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EXCERPT
Looking up into the face of the red-haired man who had slammed
into him, Mad realized he wasn't watching the revelry from above as he had
every night before this. He was in
the body of the dreamer and sharing this bizarre sleep state with him. He was
in her body, the nameless, faceless
presence who owned this world where he now trespassed.
And she was small. Judging by the height difference between
her and the man who had nearly knocked her over, the woman was barely an inch
or two above five feet. Despite her tiny stature, she didn't take any shit from
the man who had whacked her with his bigger body. When he slid closer in a
provocative manner, she put up both hands and shoved hard. Shaking her head,
she sidestepped the taller man's grabby hands and continued her hazardous trek
across the packed dance floor.
A desperate urge to protect this tiny a woman blazed within
him. It was a sensation he could no longer deny. Since the first dream they had
shared, he had been unable to shake this growing need within him. He wanted to
know her. He wanted to see her smile and hear her laugh. More than anything, he
wanted to be the one holding her hand and guiding her through the crowd, using
his bigger, stronger frame to shield her from all others.
Despite playing down his dreams to his cousin and best friend
Griffin, Mad grudgingly acknowledged that this was no simple case of psychic
energy siphoning. This was so much more complicated and dangerous. A word he
never dared imagine he would ever claim floated in the back of his mind. While
he wanted to insist that it was impossible that this unknown woman was that word, he couldn't deny the feeling
clenching his gut.
She entered a room at the rear of the club. A bathroom, he
quickly realized, as women chatted and primped at the sinks. She entered an
empty stall and locked it. Worried this dream was about to get awkward, he
experienced a wave of relief when she leaned back against the stall door and
closed her eyes. Suddenly, he could hear her thoughts.
Leave. Leave and stay far
away.
A cold sensation crept along his spine. His stomach pitched,
and his chest tightened. He wanted to get out of her body and out of the
bathroom as quickly as possible, but he was anchored in her mind. The other
women in the bathroom weren't as tightly moored. One by one, they drifted out
of the bathroom.
Confused, Mad tried to figure out if what he was experiencing
was truly a dream or a memory. If it was a memory, if this was a snapshot of a
real moment, had she really cleared an entire room with a single thought? Was
this woman more than human?
She exited the stall and crossed to the entrance. She locked
it from the inside and then marched to the closest mirror. He expected to
finally catch a glimpse of her face but the mirror's surface looked smoky and
smudged. Despite being totally alone in the bathroom, he sensed a dark, evil
presence lurking just out of sight. A cold, unsettling sensation crawled along
his skin.
With shaking hands, she flipped the clasp on her small black
purse and retrieved a tube of lipstick. She dropped the lid into the sink and
twisted the base. Using the flirty pink shade like a pencil, she started to
write on the mirror.
My name is Ivy Morales.
I have been missing for
three weeks.
I am like you.
I need your help.
Save me.
About Lolita Lopez
While browsing bookstore shelves as a teenager, Lo discovered the erotic writings of Anaïs Nin and A.N. Roquelaure. Certain her mother would not approve, Lo smuggled the books home and squirreled them away in the most likely of places: under her bed. Late at night, she delved into the sensual worlds both writers created.
As a co-ed studying biochemistry and genetics at Texas A&M University, Lo dabbled in creating naughty tales to entertain her friends. Study for a midterm or pen a deliciously dirty story to delight her small band of fans? Not surprisingly, Lo is now on an extended sabbatical from college.
Luckily, Lo stumbled onto the world of erotic romance publishers. She realized there were other readers and writers who loved and craved breathtaking romance with the spiciest of love scenes. She took a chance and submitted her first novella. The rest is history.
Lo lives in Texas with her husband, daughter and big blubbering Great Dane with mommy issues.
You can learn more at:
http://www.lolitalopez.com/
Twitter: @lowriter
Facebook: https://www.
As a co-ed studying biochemistry and genetics at Texas A&M University, Lo dabbled in creating naughty tales to entertain her friends. Study for a midterm or pen a deliciously dirty story to delight her small band of fans? Not surprisingly, Lo is now on an extended sabbatical from college.
Luckily, Lo stumbled onto the world of erotic romance publishers. She realized there were other readers and writers who loved and craved breathtaking romance with the spiciest of love scenes. She took a chance and submitted her first novella. The rest is history.
Lo lives in Texas with her husband, daughter and big blubbering Great Dane with mommy issues.
You can learn more at:
http://www.lolitalopez.com/
Twitter: @lowriter
Facebook: https://www.
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