RENEGADE DRAGON by Lolita Lopez *Launch Day Blitz*
NOTHING IS HOTTER THAN DRAGON’S FIRE
When
her best friend disappears, bio-engineering student Eris Jones embarks
on the quest of her life. Her search
leads to a secluded estate where she experiences visions of a powerful,
winged creature who's transformed into a tall, dangerously sexy man at
her touch. But the feel of his rock-hard abs and lean, sinewy arms tells
Eris this is no dream . . . it's real.
Niko Drakon
is dangerous and he knows it. When the call to mate is too strong, he
has no choice but to lock
himself away in his basement saferoom. Otherwise, people get hurt. The
moment Eris walks into his home, nothing can keep him from claiming her.
However, she could also be the key to bringing down the dragons'
greatest enemy, which leaves Niko with a devastating
choice: keep Eris for himself or lose her to the cause he's served for
most of his life . . .
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Excerpt:
My
woman.
It
was a primitive thought and one Nico should be ashamed for
thinking…but he wasn't. He didn't even know her name, but he knew
that she was his. After all the years of secretly hoping that someday
his mate might cross his path, he didn't dare believe his luck that
she was so beautiful. If anything could tempt him to forsake his vows
to the Brotherhood, it was this staggeringly pretty woman. The
thought of having his own mate, of sharing the same happiness his
friends had found, sent hope burning through him like wildfire.
Despite
the rain soaking them from head to toe, he caught the sweet, earthen
scent of female dragon blood mixed in with all that human.
She
is my mate.
But
she had stolen and eaten one of his family's treasured apples, and
that meant she had earned a swift death for her theft. Unless, of
course, he argued that as his mate she was his family and therefore
had every right to one of the apples that was under his—their—guard.
He was the head of the Drakon tribe. It would be his decision that
stood on this matter.
He
carried his delicious-smelling mate down to the second cell he kept
in his well-fortified basement. After destroying the first one, he
might need the chains and the door of the second to keep his
frightened little dragon hybrid in place. If she refused to touch
him, he would quickly revert back to his beastly form and scare the
hell out of her.
He
barred the door behind them but remembered the way she had so easily
picked the locks on his home. He placed his palm against the metal
and silently whispered a warding spell before drawing the necessary
symbols with his fingers. She wouldn't be getting out of here without
him.
Safely
tucked away with his mate, he carried her to the back wall of the
cell and grasped one of the long chains and cuffs. Carefully, he set
her down and quickly wrapped the cuff around both of their wrists.
She let loose a gasp and jerked hard enough that he actually lost his
balance. She kicked out her leg, but he dodged at the last second.
His hand shot out to protect her pretty head from slamming into the
stone wall.
"Stop!"
The word came out harsher than he had intended. Her eyes widened at
his rough tone. He hated seeing fear on her face, but he loved that
the light in the cell allowed him to see her real eye color. The
greyish blue irises staring back at him were astonishingly beautiful
against her rich brown skin. "Please," she said with a
little sob that tore at his heart.
Gently,
he rubbed her arm. "You'll only hurt yourself if you insist on
jerking on these chains. We have to stay this way tonight."
"I'm
your prisoner?"
You're
my mate.
But he didn't say that. "Yes. Unless you want to see the winged
version of me again, you had better keep your hand on me at all
times, understand?"
She
swallowed nervously and squirmed but didn't try to tug away from him.
"What are you?"
His
eyebrow arched. "You know."
She
shook her head. "I don't."
"Yes,
you do." He touched her cheek and silently rejoiced when she
didn’t flinch or pull away from him. The spicy scent of arousal
drifting from her skin made his mouth water, but it wasn't even close
to the potency of a mating heat. If she had very diluted dragon
blood, she might need him to make love to her before a full mating
heat would take effect.
Wanting
her to name him, he tapped her chin. "Say it. Tell me what I
am."
She
lifted her anxious, disbelieving gaze to his face. A spark of
determination brightened her unusual eyes. "Dragon. You're a
dragon."
About the Author:
While
browsing bookstore shelves as a teenager, Lo discovered the erotic
writings of Anaïs Nin and A.N. Roquelaure.
Certain her mother would not approve, Lo smuggled the books home and
squirreled them away in the most likely of places: under her bed. Late
at night, she delved into the sensual worlds both writers created.
As
a co-ed studying biochemistry and genetics at Texas A&M University,
Lo dabbled in creating naughty tales
to entertain her friends. Study for a midterm or pen a deliciously
dirty story to delight her small band of fans? Not surprisingly, Lo is
now on an extended sabbatical from college.
Luckily,
Lo stumbled onto the world of erotic romance publishers. She realized
there were other readers and
writers who loved and craved breathtaking romance with the spiciest of
love scenes. She took a chance and submitted her first novella. The rest
is history.
Lo lives in Texas with her husband, daughter and big blubbering Great Dane with mommy issues.
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