A small town in central Wisconsin sets the scene. Beaver Creek (no I didn’t realize there WAS a Beaver Creek in Wisconsin!) has just a bit of familiarity to my home town. I borrow two street names! Other than that it bears no resemblance. Of course those street names can be found in any state.
Tine and Brand are Water Dragon Shifters. They had been captured and chained. When a raid is done on a farm they are discovered. Really, the normal raids here are due to parties being busted up with underage drinkers, nothing more sinister than that. But this time, illegal animals are found and taken by animal control. And so it would be for any abused animal found.
Needing to save their strength for healing they remain in their natural form. The officers that discover then take them to the local animal shelter where they can be taken care of.
That takes us into the tale Dragons’ Mate.
A short erotic tale.
by Beverly Ovalle
Today Annie’s dragons will shift and fulfill her every desire, which means a fiery threesome—and true love.
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Cara Reading’s review
Jun 27, 13
4 of 5 stars
Wow, wow, wow! This book is smokin’ hot! After you read this, you are going to want a dragon (or two) of your own. I’m intrigued by this world where “Exotics” include dragons- and shifters mix openly with the public. Here, two companions unexpectedly become something new and fantastic. Annie, Brand, and Tine seem like they are in for a lot of fun times in the future, and I hope we might be privy to some of them.
This short erotic fantasy story is delicious. Some amazing groundwork and well developed characters are present; very unusual for a short story, but well done. I would strongly recommend this book, but maybe not the best read for a soccer field- this is definitely a glass of wine and chocolate book!
Warning: In two scenes, Annie becomes a bit….unconscious during some hot loving. Some might be concerned about non-consensual, but it doesn’t come across that way at all.
Definitely worth a read!
My main focus currently is a second tale with one of the characters you only get a glimpse of in Dragons’ Mate. Tine and Brand and Annie are in it, but Drake, Annie’s foreman is the main focus. I am over 15,000 words in and not yet done, so I hope that when this is available you enjoy it as much as Dragons’ Mate.
I have gone through many title ideas and recently found out that authors don’t always get to keep the title they start out with. I was surprised! Who knew? But if this makes it out there I am currently calling it
A Dragon’s Treasure.
Here is a short, unedited, un-beta read, never seen before excerpt.
That means it’s really rough! LOL! Enjoy.
A Dragon’s Treasure excerpt:
Drake looked around his lair. The cool depth of the cavern, the treasure that surrounded him made him feel at ease. He had been preparing for his mate for years. The coal that had once lined the walls down here had been refined. Year upon year he had breathed his fire, changing the once dirty and dusty coal into diamonds, another treasure he guarded carefully. Expanding the caverns had found the gold he had known was down here, a singular talent for a fire dragon. The indirect sunlight filtering through the caves glittered as it bounced from diamond to diamond lighting up his cavern shining on the deposits of gold interspersed amongst them.
As the town grew he didn’t spend as much time in his lair as he liked. He thought most had forgotten or never even knew that this land was his. He liked it that way. But he had felt the urge to come here. He was feeling an urgency that he couldn’t explain. He had needed to be here, feel his treasure surround him. It felt like his life was about to take a turn. For better or worse he didn’t know, but he was old enough to be able to handle whatever came his way. Soothed, the urgency abated, it was time to head to town.
“Why am I in this God forsaken town?” Connie mumbled to herself. She had needed to get out of Chicago and her cousin lived in the back of beyond in Wisconsin. Visiting her on the spur of the moment seemed like a good idea. Knowing the small town was a good place to hide out from the man trying to kill her had clinched it. But the heat! It had to be 100 degrees out!
Connie had the top down on the convertible to catch a breeze. The air just seemed to smother her, wrapping her in a blanket of heat. The air itself was hazy. As she stopped at the stop and go light a man stopped and waited to cross. Connie couldn’t help but stare. He was mopping his neck with his shirt and muscles rippled in his arms and abdomen. Yummy! Abs to die for, a bit of chest hair with a mouthwatering glory trail running down into low slung Levi’s. She felt a shiver through her body. Maybe this trip wouldn’t be so bad if eye candy like this was around.
A slight breeze swirled in the air fluttering her hair. The breeze continued on to waft past the man. As it wrapped around him his eyes snapped to hers. He lifted his head in the air and sniffed. If she didn’t know better she’d swear he could smell her. She could feel the weight of his gaze, the sudden stillness in his body. The intent in his eyes, the feel of being his prey froze her. The light turned green. Unnerved, she turned away and drove off, his eyes following her.
Connie shook her head as she drove to the edge of town. She was getting paranoid. Prey indeed! She didn’t know why the weight of his gaze flustered her, but she wasn’t about to worry about it. Her life was complicated enough at the moment.
I’m hoping to have this completed soon. Then the loooong submission process goes into effect. I started and stopped it three times. It just wasn’t working. I tore it apart and kept starting over. Now that I know where it wants to go, I just need uninterrupted time to finish!
I love dragon shifter tales so I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them!
If you need something to read in the mean time check out the other Lunchbox Romances by Boroughs Publishing Group! You won’t be disappointed! http://www.boroughspublishinggroup.com/books