Dragon Paranormal Romance

Choosing to be a surrogate for an alien race wasn't a hard decision for Katrina Paxton. Framed for a murder she didn't commit, the former FBI agent had a choice between prison and becoming a mom. Helping to repopulate a dying planet sounded ideal to her.

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.

For Aoife Dakar, seeing is believing - and she's seen some extraordinary things. It's too bad no one else believes that she witnessed a supernatural murder at an outdoor fair. Returning to the scene for proof, Aoife encounters a wise-cracking demon dog - and a gloriously naked man who can shift into a dragon and kiss like a god. Now thrust into a fantastical world that's both exhilarating and terrifying, Aoife is about to learn just how hot a dragon's fire burns.

The fiercest of a royal line of Russian dragon shifters, Rurik Barinov spends most days defending his family's homeland from rival clans. By night, sins of the flesh-drinking, dancing, and sex keep his volatile warrior dragon in check. Barely. With his choice of mortal women to bed, he has no interest in changing his bad-boy ways - until a creature of molten sex poured into a tiny red satin dress steps into his nightclub. A jagged edge of raw desire nicks the impenetrable armor around his heart.

Fiery redhead Stella Stonewall can't decide between a margarita and a manhattan. The rest of her life? Please. Stella has never really fit in, and her pretty world comes crashing down when she learns it was never her world at all. Rowan Gresham is domineering, brooding, and as sexy as chocolate-dipped sin. When he transports Stella to the magical realm of her parents, she recognizes her rightful place immediately. Gresham's motivations are less clear.

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.

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.

An untamed dragon. A broken wizard. And danger that’s no laughing matter.

Accused of consorting with demons in her home town, Xandrie flees, only to find herself in a greater danger. She's a mere human woman, thrust in a brutal tournament pitting vicious dragon females against each other. Yet, she can't find it in herself to give up, as the winner will Claim the throne, and more importantly, the hand of the enticing Dragon King. Contains mature themes.

Seven wyverns, six dragon mates, and a mouthy demon named Jim. When word comes that a demon lord plans to curse all of dragonkin, Aisling, Drake, and the rest of the weyr take immediate action. But before they can find out just who is behind the threat, and why the curse is being cast, the red dragons disappear, leaving behind oddly familiar - but deadly - new foes.

I wasn't supposed to fall in love with the enemy who killed my family. We were at war. The dragons claimed we kidnapped their heir, and they wanted him back. They were winning. Our tanks and guns didn't stand a chance. Now they're willing to agree to a truce, but only if we provide them with mates. My company says I've been given the 'honor' of being a dragon's conquest, but in reality, the b*stards want to silence me for what I know.

It always seems to be, lately. Blood. Mayhem. Destruction. It just follows me. The people after me - they’re relentless. They’ve hunted me from the moment I stepped into this new power. They say it’s not mine. That it belongs to the dragon Bosses. Hell, maybe even to the gods themselves. Well, anyone who wants my magic can fight me for it. I’m a diamond dragon, and the only one of my kind. Though I’ve been able to keep that a secret while my dragon and I get to know each other, we can’t hide the truth much longer.

Waking up in hell is not Del Bellator’s idea of a good time. She’d rather be back on earth, killing demons and hunting down magical treasure for her shop, Ancient Magic. Turns out escaping hell is easy - it’s staying out that’s hard. Del's dragon magic is illegal in the supernatural world. Worse, she doesn’t know how to control it. And if others learn her secret, she’s dead. Things get ugly when the Warden of the Underworld shows up to drag her back to hell. He’s a one of a kind demon shifter - the sexiest, most powerful one she’s ever met - and he’s set his sights on her.

The trouble with humans is that they're far too sensitive. Forget you put a woman in the local jail for a few months - and she takes it so personally! And yet she is the one trying to assassinate the queen. And now I'm trapped with Elina Shestakova of the Black Bear Riders of the Midnight... gods! That endless name! But what am I to do? I am Celyn the Charming with direct orders from my queen to protect this unforgiving female. Even more shocking, this unforgiving female is completely unimpressed by me.

Dragon shifter prince Kyran and his people are gravely in need of mates. Their planet’s female shifters are dying out, so they look to Earth for new women — but claiming one will be harder than he anticipated.

Before the generation ship crashed on this desert alien planet, I was a vagrant. Unplanned and unwanted, struggling to survive. Now, we're on Tajss, and if not for the natives, seven-foot-tall dragon-men with wings and tails and scales, we'd all be dead. My new friends are finding love, and I couldn't be happier for them, but I want to fit in, I want to have a place and a purpose. Strangely enough, the only one who might understand is one of those scaled dragon-men. I wanted comfort and attention, but it turns out "one-night stand" doesn't translate into Zmaj.

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 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.

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.

There’s an entirely new depth to my magic, and for the first time, I truly have no limits. There are no boundaries to what I can do - and that terrifies everyone who has been trying so desperately to control me. The fact is, I’m a diamond dragon - the only one of my kind. The only other diamond dragons in history were the gods themselves. So...what does that make me?