Dragon Paranormal Romance

Magic is outlawed in the Krael Empire and punishable by death. Born with the gift of earth magic, the free trader Halani keeps her dangerous secret closely guarded. When her uncle buys a mysterious artifact, a piece of bone belonging to a long-dead draga, Halani knows it's far more than what it seems. Dragas haven't been seen for more than a century, and most believe them extinct. They're wrong. Dragas still walk among the denizens of the empire, disguised as humans.

Firefighter McAllister "Mick" Malone knows he has a protective streak, especially when it comes to his deceased best friend's sister, Tessa. But after 25 years of verbal sparring, Mick can't help but notice that their recent arguments have started to feel a lot like foreplay. And while Tessa knows exactly what to say to get him going, Mick is thrown for a loop when he actually starts breathing fire.

The eligible dragon shifter males must hunt a handful of females. It's first catch, first serve. The biggest problem is that the females are human. Despite feedback to the contrary, Coal thinks they are weak and breakable. In his opinion, not capable of surviving the hunt, let alone the mating that will follow. He doesn't believe that a lowly human is capable of birthing him a royal heir, so why has his brother, the king, tasked him with claiming one?

I should have known my quest for vengeance would eventually be my downfall. I should have been more careful, more paranoid - but I'm glad I wasn't. Who knew that getting caught for my crimes would lead to so much happiness? But joy can be fleeting... It turns out, this battle is only just beginning. With ultimate power on the line, my faceless enemies will stop at nothing to capture me, dead or alive. I need to master my abilities, fast, or this could be the end for someone I care far too deeply about. I'm Kit Davenport and this is going to be a bumpy flight.

All my life I’d been nothing more than the alpha’s daughter. After twenty-two years of that existence, I finally leave my pack, intent to figure out who I am. Except a week into my newfound freedom, I discover that dragon shifters exist. Not only that, but the first one I stumble upon turns out to be my mate. One I don’t want and never asked for. It’s not like Cillian is bad on the eyes or that I’m repulsed by his grumpy demeanor. In fact, everything about him is rather…appealing. He just wasn’t part of the plan.

We were leaving Earth and traveling to an entirely new realm… Well, new for me. The Dreki realm. Before escaping Louisiana with my mother and meeting my mates, I'd lived trapped like a bird inside a cage of Pastor Malcolm's creation. I was free now. I was also starting to realize what that meant for myself, my mates, and my identity as a shifter. I may have had my wings cut, savagely severed by the hand fate dealt me, but I was becoming stronger and braver each day. There was an instinctual feeling inside of me, growing to the point that it wouldn't be ignored.

Abby Tanner is content to live on her mountain while she creates beautiful works of art and enjoys the peace and quiet. All that changes when a strange golden spaceship crash lands on it. Now Abby has to deal with a golden ship, a tortured alien, and an insane local sheriff.

I know what they see when they look at me. The charming, soft-spoken dragoness bred from the most powerful of royal bloodlines. A disguise stronger than any battle shield that allows me to keep all suitors at tail's length. A technique that's worked until him. Until Ragnar the Cunning, handsome barbarian warlord and warrior mage from the desolate Northlands. Unlike those who've come before him, he does not simply submit to my astounding charm and devastating smile.

Cara Truman is a pint-size pistol whose inquisitive nature has gotten her into trouble on more than one occasion. Her next adventure takes her further than she even expected when she ends up on a journey out of this world.

I'm trapped in a cabin with a gorgeous dragon shifter. Granted, I was the one who accidentally ignited his heat, an intense mating process. So, it's kind of my fault. Whoops. If we can resist sealing the bond by avoiding, uh, sealing the deal, we'll both be free to go. If we can't, we'll be stuck together. Forever.

That billionaire dragon-shifter I’ve been trying to avoid getting involved with? Yeah, I pretty much failed there...and I've never been so delighted. Sure, he’s intense, good looking, and ripped in all the right places, not to mention the deliciously savage way he claims my body, marking me as his. Sure, he’s intense, good looking, and ripped in all the right places, not to mention the deliciously savage way he claims my body, marking me as his.

I flirted with a dragon shifter at a wedding, and it accidentally started a magical, miserable mating process between us. It's technically my fault, but we're not focusing on that. Now, we have to figure out how to fight the magic pushing us together. Or… we have to embrace the bond. But neither of us knows a thing about relationships, so the odds of success? They're not looking great for us. I have to figure out what to do about the bond—and fast. Because the more time passes, the worse my pain is going to get…and the less control Jasper will have over his beastly side.

My night club, The Dragon’s Den, is heaven on earth. For a dragon, that’s saying something. I have constant access to sin after delicious sin as well as a steady stream of women in my bed who are eager for me to corrupt them. I’ll admit, the baby someone left on my doorstep was unexpected. Likewise, the positive DNA test was damning, so I did what every dragon daddy in my position would do—I hired a nanny.

Mav disappeared before I could ever tell him about the child I carried. I’ve had years to get over him, and I’ve tried. But the second I see him again my heart lurches and it’s like all that time evaporates. I still burn for him, even though I know it’s a bad idea. I try to remind myself about the bad things: his possessiveness, his quick temper...but he’s different now. More mature. Protective. Settled. And hiding something. Something bigger than the child we share.

Elizabeth prepares to win her dragons. Finally. She vows to wrest her men from Sophia's clutches, even if it means battling one of the strongest dragons of the race. Even if she must fight as a human. Sophia has left her no choice. The battle lines are drawn. During her preparations, her protective shifters desperately search for any weaknesses to shift the balance of power in Elizabeth's favor. What they discover may be the darkest secret of them all.

Dragon Prince Nikolai Vassago's day starts out fairly normal: get up, kick some ass, fondle his beard, take some names. One minute he's participating in a run-of-the-mill mission, and the next minute, he's rescuing Brooklyn, the woman that is fated to be his, from the clutches of a criminal mastermind. Nikolai is quite pleased with his fated mate. Unfortunately, the same can't be said for Brooklyn. Living in a religious commune for the majority of her life meant Brooklyn wasn't exposed to all of the outside world's craziness.

Thirteen years fleeing witch hunters and the looming threat of death. Nineteen-year-old Remy knows she is possibly the last red witch alive, and she is determined to stay that way. The Northern Court King has slaughtered her home court and placed a bounty on red witch heads. When four fae warriors enter her tavern refuge, Remy tries to flee, but her magic isn’t strong enough to stop a fae prince on a mission.

Anthony was my best friend and the first boy I ever kissed. The first boy I ever loved. I always thought we would be together. Then, he left town, and I never heard from him again. Now, there’s a new doctor at the hospital in the department where I work, and I can’t believe who it is. It’s Anthony.

Asim Kemark has lived a long, lonely life. It is his pledge to his former king and to Mandra Reykill that keeps him, his dragon, and his symbiot from going mad. He has given up on finding his true mate and devotes himself to caring for the wide assortment of creatures on Mandra and Ariel's mountain retreat. The last thing he expects to happen when he visits the palace is to lose control of his dragon and his symbiot after they sense their true mate.

Ever since his father was killed, Samuel Hollingsworth has worked hard to cultivate a meaningful relationship with the dragon half of his soul. Things were going well for a while, and then, their mate rejected them, and now, his and his dragon’s connection took on added importance as they tried to keep each other’s hopes alive.