Dragon Burn

A two-ton dragon doesn’t stop on a dime. But his heart ignites in an instant.

Nentres
I need a woman who lights my fire. Specifically, the spirit who’ll ignite my dragon’s fire element. The problem? Amy, a pretty peach with big green eyes, couldn’t be any less interested in me. Maybe that’s why she’s a challenging morsel I plan to savor until I select my spirit. It sounds like a foolproof plan — until my dragon catches her scent and growls, “Mine.”

She may not be interested now, but I'm gonna make her mine. Or die trying.

Amy
After my body rejects Cy implants, I count myself lucky my witch of a stepmother doesn’t simply kill me with her well-oiled claws. But marry a richer-than-God outlaw? Forget it. No way I’m letting myself get attached to anyone — especially a man.

I’ll plan his lordship’s party — excuse me, his ball. When he’s picked his bride, I’ll be free. Except the longer I’m under his roof — and in his arms — the harder it is to remember why I’m so desperate to leave…