This week I had a book release, and since it’s been so stinking busy in real life, I haven’t had much time to announce it anywhere, really.
So, here’s the official announcement for the blog! If you’re a fan of dragons, paranormal romance, adventures and grouchy anti-heroes then this book is for you. It’s the sequel to Charmed by the Werewolf and the last book in the Eight Realms series.
Blurb: Extinction, fear and prejudice? Bring it on. Fighting for what’s right is always the answer.
Mona Moussai is on the run—from her family, from a dragon and from herself. She wants nothing more than to stay in the Mortal Realm and live a normal life, yet when she tangles with a shape-shifting attorney bent on her capture, instinct demands she hide. However, the secrets buried deep inside could have deadly consequences.
Braeden Hollister has long ago made peace with his dragon heritage, but he refuses to live it. He’s a man with many vices, always putting himself first—the ultimate anti-hero—and when the opportunity to drag Mona to the Moussai Realm for a bounty presents itself, he can’t resist the glitter of gold.
What happens next is a foray into a backward realm ala the Regency-era where dragons not only exist, but they’re intent on ruling the realm and restoring power. Personal agendas are forgotten, battle lines are drawn in a world where familial ties strangle and old foes resurface. Political angst explodes all around them. In the end, only the strong will survive to live, and love, another day.
Note: this title was previously published in 2011 as Dragons at Dawn but has since been re-edited.
And a small excerpt: Mona came to consciousness the next day to the warm sensation of someone nuzzling the skin between her neck and shoulder. So out of place from her usual life, she relaxed into the bliss, feeling the tingles course through her body all the way down to her toes. She kept her eyes closed and lifted her neck to allow her amorous dream lover better access, then released a breathy sigh when he nibbled a spot beneath her ear.
A large hand slipped around her waist and drifted upwards to cup her right breast, fingers strumming over her nipple until it hardened into a tight bud. Heat seeped through the thin fabric of her shift, searing her skin. Rushes of liquid need shot through her body to lodge between her thighs.
Whoever the man was, she liked his way of saying hello.
Wait. Her eyes flew open. Afternoon sunlight filtered through the canvas sides of the tent where they’d collapsed, exhausted, the night before. The flap remained closed. She slid her gaze to the floor where
Braeden’s boots and coat lay where he’d dropped them. The length of his cravat coiled about a square of carpeting like a snake. Her boots rested on top of her folded dress on a low stool. Her stays hung drunkenly down the side, laces trailing on the ground.
It wasn’t a dream and the man in the pallet next to her was definitely no imagined lover. As the splash of cold reality sank in to cool her earlier reaction, Mona slipped from beneath his arm to crawl away.
When she’d put enough distance between them that he couldn’t haul her back into the jumble of blankets, she glanced at his face.
Figured. The wretched man was still asleep. Even dead to the world, the one thing his mind fixated on was sex. Mona lifted a hand to her cheeks as they heated. But his touch had made her feel happy and wanted, if only for a moment. Bastard.
You can purchase this book in both digital and paperback form. Here’s the Amazon link: http://www.amazon.com/Captured-Dragon-Eight-Realms-Book-ebook/dp/B00MR27XE0/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&qid=1408623691&sr=8-6&keywords=sandra+sookoo