Awakening the Dragon

Some secrets are deadly. Do you like stories with sexy, mysterious dragon shifters, romance, and mystery? This passionate, thrilling romance is part of the highly rated Shadow-walkers series.This is a standalone story in the Shadow-walkers series.She has a gentle soul, but she hides a dark secret.

Mickey Dalton, wearer of the Opening rune and rhythm guitarist for the rock band Hecate's Fury, is haunted by her past. Now, her present doesn't make sense. Savic, the scarred dragon shifter, insists she tried to kill him, but she didn't. Or at least, she doesn't recall trying to kill him.

She barely escaped his blade once, but not his passion.

Ten years ago, Mickey had a one-night stand with the dragon shifter. His ominous reappearance puzzles her, especially since it coincides with a recent string of unsolved murders in L.A. Whether his return is a coincidence or not, she can't deny the powerful attraction between them. When the Council accuses Savic of the murders, she will defend him, to the death if necessary.

˃˃˃ Rock Star meets Supernatural in this exciting new series.The women are the rock stars here, and they command the supernatural alpha males in their lives. Grab a copy now and enter the sexy, scary, and thrilling world of Shadow-walkers.

The five young women of Hecate's Fury are more than rock stars.

They are Shadow-walkers, chosen to help the supernatural world. There's just one problem. No one trained them.

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˃˃˃ Dare to be captivated. Scroll up and grab a copy today.Quotes from Awakening the Dragon:

"How are you supposed to meet your mate if you don't go out?" Dina bumped me with her hip. "We can dance, drink, get wild."

"The most likely scenario is all of you will be making out with your mates, and I will be the third wheel yet again." I screwed the cap back on my half-empty bottle.

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He shook his head and let out a low whistle. "Sweet Brigit, you have a fiercely accurate kick, lass. You kicked my ballocks all the way to my stomach. Why in all the hells did you do that?"

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"Aye, I think you are telling the truth. You look much different now than you did the other night when you almost ripped my face off."

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"There, you are no longer trembling," he whispered, his deep lilt rumbling in his chest.

It reminded me of the purr of a very large animal, a lion or something more powerful.

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"You have nothing to say for yourself? Whatever. Gingers aren't my type anyway."

"Ginger?" He stared at me, and his eyes widened then tapered. "Oh, because of the red hair. Ah, I see. You prefer dark-haired vampires. Well, the other lasses didn't seem to mind my red hair." He sent me a smug grin.

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"I lied. I love your hair." I smiled up at him. "And that vampire meant nothing to me. I went home alone that night because all I could think about was that hot ginger at the bar."

His eyes sparkled. "I didn't bed any other lasses because I couldn't get you out of my bloody head."

"Good answer." I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him, water and suds gliding down our faces.

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"What happened in there?" Cyn arched one delicate eyebrow. "That was some pyrotechnic trick, right?"

Dina tightened her lips and focused on me. "No. Ask Firestarter what happened."

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"Where's Savic?" Calisandra asked, and I stiffened.

"Who's Savic?" Jessie cocked her head, and my other bandmates raised their brows.

"Oops," Calisandra said with a cavalier shrug.

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A tic pulsed in his stubbly jaw. "I can see the doubt in your eyes, lass, and it wounds."

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