Dragon Paranormal Romance

The charm of spending the Christmas holidays in South Wales, with its crumbling castles and ancient myths, seems the perfect distraction from the nightmares that have plagued literary agent Lyn Ravenshaw since the loss of her baby five years ago. Instead she meets an emotionally fragile young widow who's convinced that Lyn's recurring dreams have drawn her to Castle Farm for an important purpose - and she's running out of time.

Some things never go away, like vile enemies, bad ale, and annoying kin. But I thought I was finished with the one dragon I’d have done anything for: Éibhear the Blue, a big, gorgeous, blue-haired beast who thinks the world belongs to him. The world, and apparently, me. So if Éibhear wants to play the caring hero and travel into the most forsaken of Gods forsaken lands to protect the one woman who doesn’t need it - namely me - I’ll let him

Riley and her best friend, Ashlyn, decide to go out for a night on the town. Slightly buzzed and grinning from ear to ear, they leave the club to wait for their ride home. From there, it's all a big blur. One thing Riley knows for sure is that it definitely goes pear-shaped and fast. One minute they're on the sidewalk joking around, and the next...they're in the air. As in grabbed from above by God knows what. The creatures are huge, silent, and fast. Oh, and they can fly. Fly!

In the stunning conclusion to the Supernatural Prison trilogy, Jessa Lebron finds herself deep in the world of Larkspur, the dragon king. She will have to play it smart and fight with everything to stay one step ahead of him and while at times it's tough to keep her focus, she will do anything to escape and reunite with her boys, the Compass quads. Of course, it's impossible to be where she is and not dig deeper into the curse of the dragon mark.

When Clarissa Newman visited Paris to interview local billionaire Abel Galloway, she expected it to be all business. However, when the billionaire invited her for an intimate dinner, she knew she could not say no. A night of steamy passion followed, but it was ended prematurely when Abel's secret weredragon side was exposed.

Emil is the head of security, first line of defense for Cain and Black Veil. He is fully prepared to sacrifice everything in order to keep everyone he cares about safe. But the Tritons and Sirens have approved a treaty, and the dragons will most likely agree to allow vampires to use their blood for sustenance and protection once again, so all is as it should be. Then Emil meets the emperor of dragons, and his life goes from calm to chaotic in the blink of an eye.

Dragon hatchling Ember Hill was never prepared to find love at all - dragons do not suffer human emotions - let alone with a human, and a former dragonslayer at that. With Garret, an ex-soldier of St. George, dying at her feet after sacrificing his freedom and his life to expose the deepest of betrayals, Ember knows only that nothing she was taught by the dragon organization Talon is true. About humans, about rogue dragons, about herself and what she's capable of doing and feeling.

I never wanted to rule. I never wanted to have men follow me. Die for me. But now, they do it anyway. The power in me is growing. If I’m not careful, it will consume me. It will consume everything. And the gods want it back. They come to me in a vision. Through the smoke and the screams of dying men, they give me a choice. Bow before them or die. My choice is easy; I defend what’s mine. It’s easier said than done, of course. I have to build an army unlike anything the Bosses have ever seen.

Charity Doe is a woman on the run, forced to serve others, and never to gain what she seeks most: security. When fate lands her with a dragon who is immune to her unique abilities, she's intrigued. After experiencing his human form, she's thrilled. But when she realizes she can't fall in love with him or he'll lose his immortal status, she's in hell. If only the entire Otherworld wasn't in pursuit of Charity. If only the First Dragon wasn't so irresistible. If only she didn't have to break her heart in order to save his...you must deal with the fire.

Just when alpha dragon Jermon thought he’d found the two men he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, everything came crashing down. Literally. The guilt about bringing trouble to the Hightower pack is real, but Jermon has bigger problems. Wilmer has no recollection of Jermon and Riordan, and his recovery is slow. Meanwhile, Riordan is acting weird. Is it the stress that’s getting to him? Or is something else going on? When the Murphys aren't the saviors they appeared to be and Jermon learns more about his magic, he knows what to do.

We're the D'Artigo sisters: savvy---and sexy---operatives for the Otherworld Intelligence Agency. But being half-human, half-Faerie short-circuits our talents at all the wrong times. My sister Delilah shapeshifts into a tabby cat whenever she's stressed. Menolly's a vampire who's still trying to get the hang of being undead. And me? I'm Camille---a wicked-good witch, trying to juggle faulty magic, gorgeous men, and the demonic war in which we're embroiled. Sometimes it's hard to know who we can trust...

A little very big dragon finds his voice, two legs, and some delightful human appendages beyond in this MM high fantasy romance, featuring: one forlorn dragon-riding prince, a dragon who just wants to kiss the boy, two incredibly self-sacrificing doofuses, a road to pain paved with all the best intentions, and a plot to upend a kingdom.

I want to live my life in peace for a little while as opposed to pieces. I don’t know who I have to bribe to catch a break, but I’m willing to pay the big bucks. Apparently, no one got the memo. Midlife is one messy ride. Fine. I’m off to Lexington, Kentucky to find a self-proclaimed dragon who sports a mullet, beer belly and delusions of Immortal grandeur. This time he’s gone too far. He’s messed with me and mine for the last time. The way to end a dragon is to remove his tail. We thought we had. A tail is in the back. Right? Wrong. So, so wrong.

The witches were disappearing and Faye Everleigh's sister was the latest who had been taken. Faye had good reason to suspect that a nearby clan of dragons were behind all the kidnappings and she was planning to do anything and everything within her power to get her sister back. However, she did not bargain on Rylan, the dragon clan leader, being so impossibly handsome. And before she knew it, a man who should really be her enemy was becoming a friend, an ally and a lover all in one. Was the witch now under the dragon's spell? Or was there more to this than meets the eye?

Avalanche finds himself in the deep, dark recesses of the Earth. It's nothing like he ever imagined it would be. All he needs to do is to survive long enough to win the prize.

Blaze Keyton never expected to find his fated mate in the middle of the woods. He definitely didn’t expect her to be a powerful, feisty witch. His pack needs Sammy to help protect them, but despite their undeniable attraction, she’s hell-bent on avenging her old coven, not finding a mate or joining them. It doesn’t matter how hard he tries to convince her, Sammy doesn’t want to get too close to Blaze. She’s already seen his piercing green eyes before they met in a series of disturbing visions where Blaze is in danger. The best way to protect him is to keep her distance.

Night nurse Andi Ngo was desperate for money to bail her idiot brother out of jail. A one time nursing gig seemed like the perfect deal: lots of cash, no questions asked. Even when her employer turns out to be the notorious billionaire Damian Blackwood, Andi is determined to keep quiet and finish the job. But when Damian saves her life from a monster, there’s no forgetting what she saw - not his insanely superhero physique; not the hungry way he looks at her; and definitely not the fact that he’s got another hidden self; he’s an honest-to-god dragon.

Cass Clereaux is good at two things: finding treasure and killing demons. Lying low is a close third - but not because she wants to be good at hiding. Cass is a FireSoul, one of the unlucky few to inherit a piece of the dragon's soul. On the surface, the perks are sweet - she has the power to find and steal any type of magical treasure, including the powers of other supernaturals. But it doesn't come without a price - stealing powers requires that she kill, and others would destroy her if they discover what she is.

Azar has taken over Fort Dallas. He rules with complete authority, and everyone bows down to him. Everyone except one woman. Melina, the fort's medic. No matter what he offers, she refuses to give in. A good man would know to stop asking. Unfortunately for Melina, Azar is not a good man.

Ysolde Bouchier is still coming to terms with the dragon part of her, while at the same time trying to free a friend of Baltic-her Black Dragon lover-from the weyr, get Baltic to meet with the dragons who want him dead, rescue a half-dragon damsel in over her head, raise the shade of the man everyone says killed her, and once and for all clear Baltic's name of the murder charges that continue to plague him. For Ysolde, being a dragon is starting to bite.