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Dragon Storm [Dragon Knights, Book 6]
by Bianca D'Arc
Category: Erotica/Paranormal Erotica
Description: Their love will span the ages--and two very different worlds. Dragon Knights, Book 6 Caught in a magical storm and deposited on modern-day Earth, twin dragon princes Darius and Connor are looking for a way home. Instead they find something most unexpected--their mate. The one woman who holds both their hearts in the palm of her healing hand--along with secrets about her origins that link their shared destinies. When Josie patches up the injured man on her doorstep, her snowcat instincts tell her he's much more than a man. And so is his brother. She also knows her dragon lovers cannot fly free on Earth. The only way to return them to their rightful place is to face the failures of her past, and leave the safety of her Oregon cabin to seek her estranged grandfather's counsel. There she learns the painful truth: returning Darius and Connor to where they belong could mean giving up everything. Even her only chance for true love. But fate has other plans for the trio. Magic swirls all around them. Whether it is for good or ill, only time will tell? Warning: This book contains red hot twin action menage a trois, a wild cat woman and two hunky dragon studs in black leather.
eBook Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd., 2009 2009
eBookwise Release Date: December 2009
 
159 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [381 KB]
Words: 81845
Reading time: 233-327 min.
Days later, they were flying to the Northern Lair, as scheduled, when a freak storm came upon them. The sky burned black and green, a roiling mass of clouds and electricity. The two black dragons powered through the gusts that threatened to down them. Their task was clear, their mission imperative. They had to make it through the storm to their destination. Turning back was no longer an option. They were too far into the storm. Lightning arced from cloud to cloud, barely missing the twin black dragons as they darted to and fro, flying as they'd never flown before. The elder of the two--by minutes only--cried out as a jolt of electricity rode up his left leg and through his entire body. His brother came to his aid immediately, only to be hit by the same bolt of lightning, traveling from the cloud, through the first black dragon, arcing into the second and back to into the angry black and green clouds. Time ceased to exist as the two dragons were tossed into a vortex and spun. Sky became earth, and earth became sky. Over and over they tumbled, each certain the hard landing to come might be their very last. Their massive wings beat franticly, trying to regain some equilibrium, but neither of the two dragons could discern what was up and what was down as they were pulled and stretched by currents greater than even their own immense strength. * * * *Chapter Two Darius came awake in the middle of a forest. One wing was badly damaged, bloodied and torn undoubtedly from his trip through the leafy canopy. Looking upward, he could see the hole he'd made on his way down. He craned his long black neck to seek a similar pattern. His brother had to be nearby somewhere, but the trees here were too dense to navigate in his bulky dragon form. Marshalling his strength, he changed from dragon to human, willing his clothing back from wherever it went when he changed. While some of his injuries improved in the magical transition, his left arm was still a mess. Nothing broken, thank goodness. Only a long, shallow gash graced his arm from shoulder to elbow. He looked around, trying to get his bearings. Nothing looked familiar. Nothing at all. When the storm had come upon them--so suddenly it didn't seem natural--they'd been flying northward over their own territory. They'd grown up in Draconia, learned to fly there and knew every inch of forest and field. This pine forest was familiar, yet not. This wasn't like any of the forests in his homeland. It looked different, sounded different and even smelled different. He also scented something that immediately raised the short hairs on the back of his neck. Magic. The air reeked of the residual scent of massive and powerful magic. "I don't think we're in Draconia anymore." "No kidding." Darius was relieved to hear the voice of his twin strong in his mind. "Where in the hells are you?" "Step to your right and look up about twenty feet." He did, relieved to see the black dragon clinging to a solid-looking pine tree. Connor was in better shape than Darius, with no visible injuries. He was relieved they'd both survived that wild trip. "Well, we wanted adventure," Darius mused, looking around. "Looks like we got it."
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