Flight of Dragons(27)

“Stella?” The man asked with a strangled voice.

She swallowed hard and nodded, unable to speak. In an instant, she was rushing past Brycen to the other man. Her vision blurred as moisture filled her eyes, then spilled down her cheeks. She didn’t have to ask his name to know this was Jaceon. She had idolized her brother since the day she had been born. How could it be? Everyone had perished. He took her into his arms, hugging her so tight she could hardly breathe.

“I don’t understand,” she finally managed. “I thought you were dead. I stayed there for days, hoping that someone would come, but no one ever did. None of our hunters ever came back.”

When he finally released her, he shook his head. “We were just entering the village when they came. They killed the others. I would have died too, had it not been for the old widow Morison. She found me and hid me in the forest. I was in bad shape. She managed to keep me alive. Once I was able to go back, there was nothing left. The whole village had been decimated.”

“I know. I hid in the rubble when they came back to make sure no one had survived. I heard them laugh about how they killed us all.” Before the pain she had managed to lock away for over a decade could swallow her whole, Brycen pulled her close, sharing her grief.

“There isn’t anything we can do to change the past, but we have a lot to look forward to. Let’s concentrate on that for now.” Brycen said, pressing his lips to her temple.

Stella smiled up at him. Not only had she found her mate, but her brother, too. Nothing could take away the joy filling her, not the past, not the memories, and certainly not the bastards who had created them. Nothing. They would move forward and rebuild their lives, as a clan—as a family.





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Dragon Reborn

By L.C. Alleyne



Heat rating: 2, M/F, inter-racial, shifter, dragon, fantasy





Balthazar Andal lost his dragon scale centuries ago in a fight against his brother, shifting him permanently into a human. He has spent decades searching for it to no avail. Acting as a wealthy business investor, he uses his financial influence to bring in archeological groups to assist in his search. Without the scale, he barely controls his dragon spirit Bal, who threatens to overpower him. If Balthazar is not careful in maintaining his restraint, they’ll die.

Archeologist Eva Haraldsdóttir discovers an Icelandic artifact that Balthazar Andal is very interested in, and during a charity event, she explains its importance. Eva is intrigued by Mr. Andal’s knowledge of history, and even more so with the handsome businessman.

An unexpected assault on her life propels Eva into Balthazar’s world of ancient folklore and disturbing legends. The strange noises coming from his basement reveals a truth that Eva never expects, and she must decide—either run away and allow Balthazar to fade into myth, or overcome her instinctive fears to help him reclaim his true identity.





Chapter 1 – London, England



Balthazar Andal didn’t like crowds. Humans were loud, distracting, and got in his way. Most times, he kept to himself, with his younger brother Lancelot and his security detail for company. However, this evening was an exception.

Tonight was special—he was the host of a charity ball honoring the conservation and environmental companies he sponsored. They had achieved much in the past several months, and by the reports he received on a regular basis, had managed to hold back the juggernaut that was mankind’s greed and destruction of the planet. But they had only halted the disasters, not prevented them.

“Sir.”

He blinked, his thoughts put aside. “Yes?”

“All clear, sir.” Thorsson, the leader of his security team, was a large, powerfully built man with a blond crew cut and a pair of icy blue eyes that missed nothing. “Whenever you’re ready.”

“Thank you.” Balthazar headed for the curved staircase. His gaze swept across the upturned faces of the crowd as they watched his descent to the ballroom floor. He recognized most of his guests as they flitted across the polished floor like butterflies and gathered around to congratulate him on his tireless efforts to save the planet.