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When the nights are Dragonfire hot, human and dragon may bond in a way neither expects.
Captured: Captured and tossed in an aviary, Zira discovers she is the tyrant Targus's new pet. The key to her escape lies with her keeper, a hunky human with a gentle touch. Dragon Keeper Laros has no idea the dragon he's been tasked to train is also the woman who's haunting his nights...
Chosen: A thousand years ago two dragon clans went to war over a cache of gold. To stop their war, a sorcerer cast a spell, hiding the treasure. According to legend the location of the gold will be revealed when the chosen is bonded with her dragon mate. Born with the mark of the dragon on her hip, Karis Nordrath is heralded as the chosen, but the only dragon that stirs Karis' fire is her bodyguard, Rett Aurumon.
Covert: Rogue dragons are committing crimes, and anti-shifter activists are demanding action. The good dragons have come up with a plan. Undercover dragon warrior Velka Krytt's mission is to bring the Rogues to justice. Law enforcement has a different plan. Undercover human cop Aric Exeter's mission is to bust the Vigilante organization. When their missions collide, Velka and Aric must join forces to survive. Things are getting dragonfire hot!
Covenant: Thanks to a mysterious covenant, Byrne Tregaron and Livia Hazac will be bonded for life. Livia is getting the mate of her dreams, a dragon who doesn't know she exists. Byrne doesn't want a Hazac for a mate, and for him keeping the covenant is a matter of honor, not desire. She has one shot to capture her dragon on her terms. She attends Byrne's bachelor party with seduction in mind. One night. Her way.
Caught: For Adatha Krytt there is only one dragon, but he has vanished, leaving her to pursue her dream of becoming a dragon warrior. Duty is everything until the day comes when Trynt's quest becomes Adatha's mission. To catch a thief, she must track down the dragon she loves. Can she fulfill her mission without breaking her heart?
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Excerpt from Captured
"Who are you?"
Protector Targus left the balcony and Laros turned his attention to the dragon. "I am Laros, your keeper."
"You have experience with dragons?"
"I have worked in the palace stables for years. I know nothing about dragons. You are my first."
The dragon looked up at the sky. "The barrier? How did Targus do it?" "It’s an energy field of some kind. I don’t know how it works."
"How do you get out?"
"Through pressurized gates. They’re not large enough for a dragon."
"You said I was dropped in. How did I get through the barrier?"
"It was initialized afterward. You’re trapped." Laros felt sorry for the dragon. "Do you have a name?"
"Zira." The dragon flicked the end of its tail into the air. "You do not fear me?"
"Only a fool would not fear a dragon."
"Yet you are my keeper. Was it by choice?"
"I am a thrall. I do as the master commands."
The dragon’s eyes flashed. "You’re a slave?"
"All my life," he said, holding out his arms to show the dragon the chain link tattoos encircling his wrists. "We are marked for life."
"I have heard that over half the population of Brixa is enslaved and that many died after Targus took control."
Laros noted the sympathetic tone in the dragon’s voice. "That is true. If you fly every day the master will reward me. If you don’t, he’ll punish both of us."
"Your master is a fool. My father will be searching for me. When he finds me he’ll destroy this place and your master’s palace."
Laros had learned the foolishness of hope. No one would come to free the thralls of Brixa. "Until he does, I’ll take care of you. Are you thirsty or hungry? I have fresh water and vegetables. Come, I’ll show you the way."
"When I was flying I saw a large metal building."
"The master had a hangar built inside the aviary for you to sleep in. The door is large enough for a dragon, wing span and tail."
Laros led the dragon down a walkway that had been widened in anticipation of the dragon’s arrival. The hangar door was open. "I was told that dragons like to sleep in caves with dry leaves and brush for bedding. The straw is clean. I’ll muck it out every day."
The dragon snorted.
Laros figured his assignment as dragon keeper was due to his experience with horses and the strength of his back. He’d been working for days, sunup to sundown, preparing for the dragon’s arrival. Right now, he wanted nothing more than to rest.
Outside the hangar was a long table laden with various fruits and vegetables that Laros had hauled into the aviary and washed for the dragon’s consumption. Next to the table was a trough with fresh water.
"I was told dragons like fruits and vegetables, so I’ve brought you a selection of what is available. If you have a preference, I’ll do my best to get what you like. The corn is sweet and the lettuce and carrots are fresh from the garden."
"I like bread. Cinnamon bread."
"I’ll go to the palace kitchens and bring back what I can find."
"Can I walk with you to the gates?"
Laros nodded and began walking. The dragon remained at his side. He reached up and touched its neck, running his hand over its scales. "Your scales are smooth and warm."
"Thank you. Your hands are gentle."
"We turn here. The gates are up ahead." When they reached the gates, Laros told the dragon to stay back. "I have to be scanned before I can exit."
"Wouldn’t a pass key be simpler?"p>
"Thralls have implanted chips."
"Implanted on your body?"
"Behind our left ear. It’s the way we’re controlled. If we enter an unauthorized area, the guards are notified and we are punished." He recalled the pain of the laser whips and the absolute darkness of his tiny cell.
"Laros, have you tried to escape?"
He heard the compassion in the dragon’s voice, and found it odd that the creature was more sympathetic than the free citizens of Brixa.