Dragon Schooled (box set) by Emily Carrington #PNR #shifters #GayRomance #LGBT #dragons @changelingpress @CarringtonEmily

 

Three men and the dragons they love confront their fears to
find forever in each other’s arms…

 

Dragon Schooled (Box Set) (Dragon Schooled 2)

Publisher: Changeling Press
Cover Artist: Angela Knight
Genres/Themes: Paranormal, Urban Fantasy,
Elves Dragons and Magical Creatures, Gay, Shapeshifters

 

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Three men and the dragons they love confront their fears to find forever in each other’s arms…

Russian Blau: Ice dragon Blau Lepa seeks nothing more or less than to be a professor at SearchLight Academy. He’s wanted to teach his whole life, and considers it a sacred calling. When he meets Professor Rob Boyle, he’s instantly attracted, but they’re both convinced that teachers and students shouldn’t have sex, not to mention that Blau’s afraid to bond with a human who will pass away so quickly. Eventually Rob gives in to his attraction and finds being dominated by Blau fills him with soaring desires and heals his wounded heart. But is that enough to make him decide to throw away his humanity and accept magical powers so that he can spend all eternity with his lover?

American Telepath: James is a water dragon who fell in love with a human. Rather than expose that human to a dangerous magical world, James abandons Henry. When they meet again it’s like they were never separated. Except Henry refuses — beyond the occasional bang — to have anything to do with James. Together they struggle to overcome the past.

Chinese Morning: Travis longs to remain in the magical world which has given him so much pleasure. The only problem: he’s terrible at his job, and without his job he cannot stay. To distract himself, he seeks out the challenge of sexually dominating a dragon. As Chen falls for Travis’s mouth and hands and mind, he is forced to accept the truth: submission is where he’s meant to be. Will their attraction be enough to rescue them?

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Copyright ©2019 Emily Carrington
Excerpt from Russian Blau

Damn you, Charlie. Half werewolf, my ass. Rob felt his cheeks grow hot and tried not to glare at the door. Somehow he’d always known Charlie was something more than human. How else to explain his blocks-wide telepathy or his ability to hear many things he shouldn’t? How else could he have the ability to get around so smoothly without being able to see more than an inch in front of his nose?

Perhaps that last was unfair, but Rob wasn’t in the mood to be charitable. Charlie had interfered, all but throwing Blau and Rob at each other. How could he do such a thing? Granted, Blau was attractive. Blau was more; he was hot and cheeky, able to explain that the attraction wasn’t one-sided with only the lightest blush.

But that wasn’t the point!

Blau stammered, “I don’t — I don’t know chess.” He shifted some papers Rob just noticed, shuffling them a little and drawing them closer to his chest. “I can’t play anything but checkers and Go.”

One of the world’s most difficult games. Still, it wasn’t chess, and Rob was hard-pressed to keep the disappointment off his face.

Blau stammered again, “I-I’m sorry, but I have to grade these papers. I’ll uh, uh, see you later? And I won’t close my eyes in your class anymore.”

He rushed away.

Rob turned to watch him. He might have called the man back, except Charlie could hear everything going on outside the door to his classroom. Rob didn’t want him knowing any more than was strictly necessary about the couple he’d tried to set up.

So, unable to raise his voice, Rob simply watched Blau’s tight, jeans-clad ass until it was out of sight.

* * *

September in Washington, DC, was a miserable time to be hard, Blau reflected as he struggled toward his dorm room. Not that it would be much cooler there, but at least he could scratch anything and everything he wanted to.

But as he entered the courtyard before his dormitory, he saw the fountain splashing merrily in the insane sunshine. Blau started toward it, only noticing the KEEP OUT signs when he was a few feet from the glorious spray. Letting out a growl of frustration, he stopped short with his hands balled into fists. What sort of taunt was this? Water just meters away and no one allowed even near it?

Frustrated and itching worse than before, Blau decided to give up being human for a few minutes. In spite of the academy’s rules, he doubted anyone would object to a dragon taking his true form for only a little while. After all, there were hundreds of different creatures on this campus. Surely all of them didn’t keep their human guises all the time.

He took a few steps away from the fountain and changed into his eight-foot-tall, pale blue, scaly form. Hence the name Blau, which was the thought he had almost every time he changed.

As tall as the fountain now, he stretched his wings. Just this small amount of free movement felt so good. Blau arched his neck and groaned as his skin settled more comfortably around him, accommodating itself to his frame. He would have been tempted to blow fire for the sheer joy of it, but he didn’t dare violate SearchLight Academy’s rules more than he was already. Fire was a threat to most creatures.

“What are you doing?” demanded a voice below him.

Blau looked down, expecting a teacher or even campus security. Instead he saw James staring up at him with his hands on his hips and his head thrown back to take in Blau’s whole aspect.

“Just stretching and trying to cool off,” Blau answered, his voice issuing from his throat in a resonant boom. “What are you doing?”

“Watching you.” James laughed. And changed, assuming his own eight feet of height. Blue like Blau, he was much darker, an ocean blue that held a little gray in its depths. Then he walked to the fountain, set a single foot in the wide basin at the bottom, and kicked water at Blau.

Who loved it. Basking in the cool liquid’s magic touch, Blau said, “More.”

James kicked more water at him. And more.

“What are you doing?” This time the question was delivered in a shout.

Blau looked to the other side of the fountain and saw Professor Boyle — Rob, Charlie had called him — standing with three other teachers. All four looked livid.

James got out of the fountain. “Just cooling off, sir,” he said, his voice also booming and yet seeming smaller than Blau’s.

“Regain your human forms immediately.” That was Rob. He’d folded his arms across his chest and was glaring up at them, completely unafraid.

Blau liked him for that.

James returned to his human guise. He was naked.

Of course he is, Blau thought, and I’ll be too.

He took two-legged form beside James and tried to look unabashed as he met Rob’s gaze. Was it his imagination or did he see hunger in the depths of the man’s chocolate eyes?

 

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The Seductress (Soliciting a Lady 3)

 

Emily’s plan doesn’t include yet another dead body, or a hasty marriage to the man of her fantasies…

Cover Artist: Bryan Keller

Genres/Themes: Historical Suspense, Murder Mystery

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The Leopard Mage (Shifter's Mates 3)

 

My chosen mate doesn’t want me. Can I change his mind and save my people from his own brother?

Cover Artist: Karen Fox

Genres/Themes: Paranormal, Alien Encounters, Shapeshifters

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His Father's Intern (DragonKin Multi Author 10)

 

Take one Ice Dragon. Add one Fire Dragon. Results? Instantaneous combustion.

Cover Artist: Marteeka Karland

Genres/Themes: Paranormal, Urban Fantasy, Elves Dragons and Magical Creatures

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Romance in Moonspell by Jessica Coulter Smith #PNR #UrbanFantasy #shifters #fairies #preorder #Amazon #itunes #kobobooks #NookBook @changelingpress

Romance in Moonspell (Moonspell 3)

Cover Artist: Bryan Keller
Length: Box Set

Bellamy Crawford aches for the touch of her mate. Wolves and cats might not mix in the animal kingdom, but his heated gaze tells her that this kitty shifter will be more than welcome in the big, bad wolf’s bed.

Reika sucks at being a fairy, but she still tries… one botched spell at a time. Who knew setting your home on fire could have such yummy results? One look at wolf shifter Jax, and she wonders what else she can send up in flames.

Lacey escapes a mental institute and a killer, only to run straight into the arms of hot dragon shifter, Draco Coldstorm. The sexy fireman, known for putting out fires, is definitely setting her ablaze. But with a killer on her trail, does she really have time for love?

Publisher’s Note: Romance in Moonspell (Box Set) contains the previously published novellas A Familiar Sin, Fire Within, and Twisted Fate.

 

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EXCERPT

Copyright ©2016 Jessica Coulter Smith
Excerpt from A Familiar Sin

Seaton McCullough hunkered down outside the dilapidated cabin in the woods, his gaze focused on the front door even as he listened for his fellow trackers to catch up. They’d tracked their prey across five miles, half of which was in a thickly wooded area on the outskirts of Moonspell. Once they’d picked up the scent, it hadn’t taken them long to follow the trail. The idiot hadn’t even tried to mask his offensive odor, his cologne thick and cloying, with an underlying scent of stale sweat, fear, and desperation. It was the fear that stood out most.

If the man thought he was desperate now, just wait until he had three wolves knocking down his door. He’d made a fatal error when he’d absconded with one of the Crawford girls, daughter of the most respected black wing in town.

Seaton looked over his shoulder as Xander approached on silent feet. Silent to a human, anyway. To Seaton, his friend sounded like a herd of buffalo crashing about. If it weren’t for Xander’s exceptional nose, he never would’ve made it as a tracker. The man was a hulking giant, making it harder for him to blend in when he wasn’t in wolf form, and even then he was huge. And yet, he managed to be one of the best trackers the Moonspell pack had, aside from Seaton and their friend Evan, who was lurking somewhere nearby in wolf form.

“‘Bout time you showed up,” Seaton said softly. “I was starting to think I’d have to come after the two of you.”

A wolf edged between them, giving Seaton an annoyed look.

“Evan, you go around to the back; make sure he can’t escape. Xander and I are going to go through the front. One of us will nail the bastard while the other checks on the girl.”

“What do you know of Ely Crawford’s daughter?” Xander asked.

Seaton shrugged. “Only that she’s in trouble. He has a passel of them, all teenagers I believe. I’m honestly not sure which one we’re after. All I know is Hayden said jump and I asked how high.”

Xander snickered. “I think we pretty much all did. He and Ely go way back.”

Seaton sighed. “All right. Let’s do this.”

Evan moved stealthily forward, creeping around the back of the cabin. As the wolf disappeared around the corner, Seaton and Xander approached the door, both men moving silently. Standing on the porch, they could hear a man inside, ranting, screaming, and the softer dulcet tones of a woman. Perhaps Ely’s daughter was no young miss, after all.

Seaton gave Xander a nod and the other man kicked the door in, storming into the cabin. Fast on Xander’s heels, he watched as his friend chased after the lunatic who’d thought he could capture a shifter, barreling down the hall after him. Seaton scanned the room, his gaze coming to rest on a young woman tied to a bed, her hands and feet bound. Moving quickly, he released her, rubbing the circulation back into her limbs and helping her sit.

Her hair hung in a long braid over one shoulder. Brown wisps had come loose and hung in disarray around her face. Her features were delicate, her nose small and pert, her lips full and sensual. Eyes stared up at him the glittering green of emeralds, eyes that tipped ever so slightly at the corners. Cat’s eyes. Even in her rumpled state, she was stunning.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

She nodded. “Who are you?”

He grinned. “My name is Seaton, and I’ll be your rescuer today. My partner, Xander, is the one who just ran after your captor, and my other partner is around back making sure he doesn’t escape.”

“My papa sent you, didn’t he?” she questioned.

“Actually, my alpha did. I believe your father went to him for help.”

Her nose twitched. “Wolf?”

“Yeah. Can you stand? We need to get you out of here.”

A smile hovered at the edges of her lips. “If you’ll just bring my chair over, I’ll be happy to get out of this bed.”

His brow furrowed. “Chair?”

She pointed across the room. His gaze followed the direction of her finger and noticed a small wheelchair in the corner of the room. He looked at the black contraption then looked at his petite damsel in distress again. Surely she couldn’t mean…

“You can’t walk?”

“No. I can stand for brief periods of time, but walking is excruciating so I avoid it as much as possible. Even when I do walk, I can’t go very far. Across the room is about it.”

Instead of retrieving the chair, he lifted her slight weight into his arms and carried her across the room. Gently setting her in the chair, he watched as she situated herself. It still baffled him that someone who looked so perfect would be confined to that wheeled contraption. And a shifter at that! Of course, as a raven she could always fly and didn’t really need to use her legs for much, but still, it was horrible to even think about. What would it be like to be trapped forever, never being able to run with the pack? A shiver raked his spine.

Grasping the handles on the back of the chair, he wheeled her through the front door and onto the porch, where he promptly stopped and surveyed the area. How in the hell had her captor brought her here? The trail they’d followed had been over rough terrain. Surely he hadn’t pushed her chair through that! Her body would be bruised from the bone-rattling force of some of those dips and large tree roots running across the path, but Seaton knew they’d come through the woods. He’d followed the scent himself. He pulled out his phone and turned it back on. Dialing Hayden, he waited patiently for his alpha to answer.

“Do you have her?” Hayden asked by way of greeting.

“She’s safe. But we have a problem. I can’t get her out of here, not without a vehicle.”

“Tell us where you are and I’ll bring her father.”

Seaton looked around. “We’re in the middle of nowhere. I’ll turn on the GPS in my phone. Have one of the tech guys track it.”

“Done. Just sit tight and we’ll be there soon.”

Seaton disconnected the call and wheeled his beautiful companion down into the yard. Setting the brake on her chair, he moved around beside her, watching as she tilted her face toward the sun and inhaled the clean, sweet air scented with pine.

“You know my name but you never told me yours,” he prompted.

“Bellamy.”

“Bellamy?” he asked. It was unusual, but it seemed to suit her.

She nodded. “Bellamy Rainelle Crawford.”

“A beautiful name for a beautiful lady.”

A blush suffused her cheeks.

 

SPOTLIGHT: Burning for You

Burning for You
By Erzabet Bishop
Release day: July 1, 2016
Tags:
angel, arson, calendar, curvy girl, dragon shifter
romance hero, fantasy erotic romance, fate, fire hose, firebug, firefighter
hero, hot whips cafe, ice, paranormal romance, redemption, romantic suspense,
second chances, shifter, social media, westmore wolves series, winter fae
Blurb:
Where there’s smoke, there’s dragon fire.
Ordinary girl. Extraordinary fate.
Violet Winters is having a less than perfect day. Her
parents are meddling with her love life (again), her wintery magic is kaput and
her vivid dreams are coming far too close to reality. When she falls through
the ice after seeing her fiancé all close and snuggly with a fellow polar bear,
all bets are off. Is she better off dead or will she get another chance at life
when a Grimare angel rescues her from her chosen fate?
Fire meets ice and passions ignite.
Dante is a dragon on a mission: fight the string of strange
fires springing up around Westmore and find a mate. When his Captain decides to
have the men pose for social media shots to garner attention for the station,
Dante finds himself in the middle of a steady stream of women after his special
strategically placed “fire hose.”
At Hot Whips Café to haggle with the owner for counter space
for their new firemen calendar, he meets a woman who sets his inner scales on
fire. Can he save her from the machinations of the Fates or will she die a
second time by the very threat Dante fights against?
A dragon’s panty melting kiss may just be the wow this curvy
girl needs.
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Excerpt:
“Come on, Dante, show us a little leg.” The smirking
photographer circled in front of him and it was all Dante could do to control
the dragon scraping beneath his skin to avoid reaching out and shoving the
camera up his ass.
Pictures for social media. The Captain had officially lost
his fucking mind. The catcalls and male laughter from the rest of the guys made
him lose his footing and the fire hose he’d been using as a prop to conceal his
nakedness began to slip.
“Jesus. Fix that hose. This isn’t internet porn, you know.”
The Captain groused, scowling.
Dante scrambled to catch the hose and cover himself and
balanced against the newly washed and waxed fire engine, trying to pretend he
was anywhere else but standing like a prize bull at an auction.
“If you’ll hold still, please. The others have already
contributed their shots. You’re the last one.” The cameraman huffed, turning
the lens. He lowered the camera and glared at Dante. “You could smile maybe?”
Shit. He was distracted by the wacked out dream he’d had the
night before. A woman he’d never met swam in front of him, dying. Her long
black hair fanned out in the cold, dark water and he’d panicked. He’d told her
to live.
“Fine.” Dante growled, a wisp of smoke curling out from
behind his lips. He felt the change sliding beneath his skin, the dragon
agitated by his distress.
“God, Dante. Come on.” Carter laughed. “You aren’t afraid of
a little flashing light, are you?” The rest of the crew laughed, sharing in the
good natured ribbing.
“Bastard.”
He just wanted it to be over. His beast wanted to fly and
hunt and if he didn’t get out of here soon, he was going to lose his mind. Most
of the men here were either dating or married. He wasn’t and the urge to mate
had made his already bad temper even worse.
The Captain had lured him and the others in with the promise
of a social media boost to help the department. He figured a couple of pictures
for Instagram like that vet that had so many followers it was insane. Model
pretty with a gaggle of women trailing behind him like no tomorrow. The guy had
even been on national television recently. Cap was dreaming, but he also knew
the man would do anything to save their department from going strictly
volunteer.
So many in the country had gone that route and the bear
shifter was fighting it tooth and claw. Dante supported that. He’d moved from
his home in the mountains to come here after his buddy Carter had told him
about the job. Happy and with a large family of cat and dragon shifter young,
his friend would do anything to ensure things stayed status quo. So would he,
and apparently that included standing naked in front of a freshly polished
firetruck.
Thank God his mother couldn’t see him or he’d never hear the
end of it. She’d been writing him emails nonstop asking if he’d met any
promising women. Jesus. He’d never seen a woman more eager to fuss over
grandchildren. But he hadn’t and the prospects didn’t look very favorable. Not
that he hadn’t dated. He had. But no female he’d met even sparked his interest past
the typical curves and tight jeans and it wasn’t enough. Not anymore.
He wanted a mate. Someone to come home to and warm his bed
and his heart. Most of the women he’d come across only wanted one thing—to bang
a fireman and brag to their friends.
“Well, that’s about as good as I’m going to get if you’re
going to scowl like that.” The photographer capped his lens and sighed,
stalking off toward the Captain. “You can get dressed now.”
“Jerk.” Dante swiped the robe he’d worn from the floor and
shrugged into it.
“Man, you really need to learn to crack a smile, buddy.”
Carter grinned as he and a few of the others approached now that the
photographer had gone.
“Thank you, guys. Dante.” The Captain came forward giving
Dante a narrow eyed look, then nodded toward the remainder of the group. “We
should see the finished product in a day or so.”
Wait. Product?
About the author:
Erzabet Bishop is an
award winning and bestselling author who loves to write naughty stories. She is
the author of Lipstick, Crave, Snow (Three Times More Lucky Box Set),
Malediction (upcoming-A Wicked Halloween Box Set), Map of Bones (upcoming-A
Wicked Affair Box Set), Sanguine Shadows (Vampire Bites Box Set), The Science
of Lust, Wicked for You, Heart’s Protector, Burning for You, Red Hot
(upcoming), Bayou Shadows (upcoming-Nola Naughty Nine) Hedging Her Bets (Alpha
Fever Box Set), Cat’s Got Her Tongue (Alpha Heat Box Set), Arcane Imaginarium:
Spirit Board, Holidays in Hell, Mallory’s Mark (upcoming),The Devil’s Due
(upcoming), Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted Paddle Emporium (upcoming), Sigil Fire,
Glitter Lust (upcoming), Written on Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress
for Christmas, The Black Magic Café, Fantasies in Red, Sweet Seductions,
Holiday Cruise, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts: Jess, Temptation Resorts:
Marnie, Taming the Beast, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain
Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many
anthologies. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often
be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet
projects and watch monster movies.
Follow her on Twitter
@erzabetbishop.
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