Dragon Storm
by Katie MacAlister
Release Date: November 24th 2015
Paperback; 336 Pages
2015 Forever
ISBN: 978-1455559237
TURN ON THE CHARM
According to some (including himself), Constantine is one of the greatest heroes of dragonkin who ever lived. Too bad he's now lonelier than ever and his biggest adventure involves a blow-up sheep-until he has an opportunity to save his kind once again. All Constantine has to do is break into a demon's dungeon, steal an ancient artifact, and reverse a deadly curse. The plan certainly does not involve rescuing a woman . . .
TURN UP THE HEAT
Bee isn't sure whether to be infuriated or relieved when Constantine pops up in her prison. The broody, brawny shifter lights her fire in a way no one ever has before, yet how far can she really trust him? Their chemistry may be off the charts, but when push comes to shove, Constantine will have to make a crucial choice: to save the dragons or the woman he's grown to love with fierce intensity.
According to some (including himself), Constantine is one of the greatest heroes of dragonkin who ever lived. Too bad he's now lonelier than ever and his biggest adventure involves a blow-up sheep-until he has an opportunity to save his kind once again. All Constantine has to do is break into a demon's dungeon, steal an ancient artifact, and reverse a deadly curse. The plan certainly does not involve rescuing a woman . . .
TURN UP THE HEAT
Bee isn't sure whether to be infuriated or relieved when Constantine pops up in her prison. The broody, brawny shifter lights her fire in a way no one ever has before, yet how far can she really trust him? Their chemistry may be off the charts, but when push comes to shove, Constantine will have to make a crucial choice: to save the dragons or the woman he's grown to love with fierce intensity.
About Katie MacAlister
For as long as she can remember Katie MacAlister has loved
reading, and grew up with her nose buried in a book. It wasn't until
many years later that she thought about writing her own books, but once
she had a taste of the fun
to be had building worlds, tormenting characters, and falling madly in
love with all her heroes, she was hooked.
With more than fifty books under her belt, Katie's novels have been translated into numerous languages, been recorded as audiobooks, received several awards, and are regulars on the New York Times, USA Today, and Publishers Weekly bestseller lists. A self-proclaimed gamer girl, she lives in the Pacific Northwest with her dogs, and frequently can be found hanging around online.
With more than fifty books under her belt, Katie's novels have been translated into numerous languages, been recorded as audiobooks, received several awards, and are regulars on the New York Times, USA Today, and Publishers Weekly bestseller lists. A self-proclaimed gamer girl, she lives in the Pacific Northwest with her dogs, and frequently can be found hanging around online.
EXCERPT
“Well, I don’t like to be touched,” Bee
said, walking forward purposely until she reached the limit of the chain. “Not
by women, disembodied Knockers, or even dragons with dreamy knuckles.”
“My knuckles are not dreamy,”
Constantine said quickly, and waited for her to turn back to him before he
moved forward, once again taking her hand. “They are simply hands, nothing
more. Functional in a manly sort of way, but just hands. They are certainly not
worth commenting about.”
“For pity’s sake, will you stop trying
to paw me!” Bee stopped and whirled around to face Constantine, banging the
birdcage against his hand in an attempt to loosen the grip. “I’m not interested
in you, OK? Talk about arrogance—will you get it through your thick head that
just because you’re handsome, and have eyes that are the color of an old piece
of amber, and hair that you think at first glance is just brown, but then you
realize is shot through with dark honey, doesn’t mean that I’m going to swoon
at your feet just because you keep touching me.”
“Do you dislike men?” Constantine
asked.
“No! At least, not in the sense you
mean.” She tugged down her shirt in an irritated manner. “I just don’t like
being manhandled, OK? Not even by handsome dragons. Especially by handsome
dragons.”
“You say the word dragon like we are
some sort of beast. We are not human, but we are an ancient race, and have
adopted human mores. We are polite, we are considerate—when it behooves us to
be—and we have very nice manners.”
“Ha! I knew a dragon once, and he was
anything but nice. He was always grabbing me, and teasing me with his fire,
which hurt like the dickens if you want to know the truth.”
“You don’t like dragons?” Constantine
couldn’t believe his ears. He’d met women who hadn’t desired him personally, but
never one who was prepared to damn all of the dragonkin.
“Let’s just say that given past
experience, I don’t seek out your company.”
Constantine stared at her in confusion,
then did the only thing he could think of. He kissed her.
She started when his mouth claimed
hers, but despite his guess that she’d push him away, or slap him for such a
brash move, her mouth opened under his and welcomed him into her sweetness.
Good excerpt!
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