The Dragon Fighter (Dragon Isle Book 2)
A Dragon's Bite (Dragon Isle Book 3)
Lost to the Dragon (Dragon Isle Book 4)
Beware of Dragons (Dragon Isle Book 5)
Excerpts
Did you enjoy this story? Want to read more? Turn the page for THREE special excerpts from my other shifter stories!
The Dragon Fighter is the second Dragon Isle novella and features a strong leader who needs a human’s gentle touch. Will Emerson be able to find that in Janae?
Red Says the Dragon is a historical dragon shifter story. This is more erotic than romantic, but there’s still a happy ending! I promise! When a mischievous princess wanders into the woods, she has no idea what danger is lurking in the darkness of the forest. What could possibly go wrong?
Staff Sergeant Polar Bear is the first story in my Polar Bears of the Air Force series. When a single father picks his daughter up from daycare, the last person he expects to meet is his mate, but that’s exactly what happens. Will Heather recognize the connection? Can her heart handle loving an airman?
The Dragon Fighter Excerpt
This story features dragons, but takes place in the same world as Red: Into the Dark.
Read the full book on Amazon here: The Dragon Fighter (Dragon Isle Book 2)
Chapter One
Emerson stared at the old woman in front of him as she listed her complaints. She was upset about the cost of electricity and the price of milk and most of all, she didn’t like having to pay taxes to live on Dragon Isle.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Helsley,” Emerson finally said. “I’m not in charge of the prices. Importing things from the mainland costs money and the prices here reflect that.”
“But it’s not fair,” she whined.
Emerson gritted his teeth. He would not hit a woman. He would not hit this old woman. He wouldn’t yell at her, he wouldn’t raise his voice, he wouldn’t lash out. He was beyond that. He was better than that.
But he didn’t know how much more he could take before he snapped.
When Mrs. Helsley finally left his office, she was threatening to move away from the island. While he said, “We’d hate to see you leave,” what he really meant was, “Okay, please go ahead.”
“I’m going out,” Emerson grunted to his tiny secretary, Penny. She nodded, but didn’t bother asking where he was going or how long he’d be out.
“I’ll clear your schedule,” she said simply. For that, Emerson was grateful. He didn’t deserve Penny and made a mental note to get her something good for her birthday this year. She put up with all of his crap. It was the least he could do. Maybe he’d get her a gift certificate to a nice restaurant off the island. Hell, he should just give her an extra week’s paid vacation. That would do it.
Emerson walked outside and stripped, tossing his clothes in one of the many baskets that decorated the tiny village on Dragon Isle. The baskets each held robes that dragons could don if they accidentally shifted and ruined their clothes, but they also doubled as storage space for dragons who needed to fly somewhere for any length of time.
Today, Emerson wasn’t sure how far he was going to go.
Emerson wasn’t sure how long he was going to fly.
He shifted quickly and easily. It wasn’t hard for a dragon his age. The older a dragon got, the more difficult shifting was, but he was still fairly young. He was old enough to be able to control his shifts, yet youthful enough that it wasn’t challenging.
In other words, Emerson was the perfect age to find a mate.
Yet somehow, he hadn’t.
He knew when he took the position as clan leader that he would one day be pressured to find a mate. He just didn’t know that after a few years leading a group of dragonmen and women, he’d be wishing to find a mate.
No, that’s not really what Emerson wanted at all.
He wasn’t the marrying type.