| Author: | Kiki Blue | ISBN: | 9781311862587 |
| Publisher: | Kiki Blue | Publication: | February 10, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Kiki Blue |
| ISBN: | 9781311862587 |
| Publisher: | Kiki Blue |
| Publication: | February 10, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Juliette is a shepherdess who has lost her flock to a deadly predator: The dragon. She hunts him down to get her revenge, tracking him through the forest to the top of a formidable mountain. But once she enters his cave, she discovers that she may get more than revenge.
The dragon Akash is wary of his fierce attacker, but he offers her more than a battle. Passion, love and freedom may be her reward.
This erotic paranormal romance contains fantasy sex between a woman and dragon. This is an erotic novella (16,000 words, or about 64 print pages) intended for readers over the age of 18 years old.
Sample:
Juliette crept into the mouth of the cave, drawn in by the faint red glow of the deep interior. For 2 days, she had scrambled through weeds and woods, thorns scratching at her arms and pulling at her hair, but she had finally reached this place – the dragon’s lair. Now she would slay the dragon.
She tried to calm her breath, shallow panting from climbing up the steep mountainside – and, she had to admit, no small amount of fear. Her right hand clutched the knife. Her left hand trembled against her stomach. Inside the cave’s entrance slept three of her missing sheep, clear evidence of his thievery that steeled her resolve.
The light grew brighter as she went deeper into the cave. As the cave curved around, she found the dragon – asleep, his huge shining body curved around the low fire. The red coals reflected dimly on the dragon’s scales, making it appear as if the dragon himself were aglow. She was surprised at how beautiful and quiet the sight was. Over the fire was a whole sheep on a spit, giving the odor of meat and herbs, releasing the occasional hiss as drops of grease dripped into the coals. Her mouth watered, even as she grew angrier. “That’s my sheep, you thieving bastard,” she muttered under her breath.
Against the back wall, the sheep’s skin had been stretched across a standing frame to cure in the heat of the warm cave. Three other sheepskins were stacked up next to a pile of cleaned bones: evidence of where the rest of her missing flock had gone. She steeled her anger against the seductive hear of the fire and the rich scent of the roasting lamb. Two days of sleeping on damp ground and eating berries meant that her body wanted more than to eat and lie down next to the fire. But this was no time for comfort. She had come here to kill the dragon that had stolen so much from her – her sheep and her livelihood. He had stolen from her neighbors and village, too. She had to finish her mission.
Quietly she crept toward the dragon. He rested on his side, his vulnerable underside turned toward the warmth of the fire. His pale scales glowed softly, like unpolished silver. She stopped to admire him, sleek and shining. The scales on his back darkened to a metallic gray-black, like dark iron. His side gently raised and lowered with his breath.
Her adrenalin drained from her and she found herself transfixed. He was a monster, she reminded herself. But oh, such a beautiful monster.
Juliette is a shepherdess who has lost her flock to a deadly predator: The dragon. She hunts him down to get her revenge, tracking him through the forest to the top of a formidable mountain. But once she enters his cave, she discovers that she may get more than revenge.
The dragon Akash is wary of his fierce attacker, but he offers her more than a battle. Passion, love and freedom may be her reward.
This erotic paranormal romance contains fantasy sex between a woman and dragon. This is an erotic novella (16,000 words, or about 64 print pages) intended for readers over the age of 18 years old.
Sample:
Juliette crept into the mouth of the cave, drawn in by the faint red glow of the deep interior. For 2 days, she had scrambled through weeds and woods, thorns scratching at her arms and pulling at her hair, but she had finally reached this place – the dragon’s lair. Now she would slay the dragon.
She tried to calm her breath, shallow panting from climbing up the steep mountainside – and, she had to admit, no small amount of fear. Her right hand clutched the knife. Her left hand trembled against her stomach. Inside the cave’s entrance slept three of her missing sheep, clear evidence of his thievery that steeled her resolve.
The light grew brighter as she went deeper into the cave. As the cave curved around, she found the dragon – asleep, his huge shining body curved around the low fire. The red coals reflected dimly on the dragon’s scales, making it appear as if the dragon himself were aglow. She was surprised at how beautiful and quiet the sight was. Over the fire was a whole sheep on a spit, giving the odor of meat and herbs, releasing the occasional hiss as drops of grease dripped into the coals. Her mouth watered, even as she grew angrier. “That’s my sheep, you thieving bastard,” she muttered under her breath.
Against the back wall, the sheep’s skin had been stretched across a standing frame to cure in the heat of the warm cave. Three other sheepskins were stacked up next to a pile of cleaned bones: evidence of where the rest of her missing flock had gone. She steeled her anger against the seductive hear of the fire and the rich scent of the roasting lamb. Two days of sleeping on damp ground and eating berries meant that her body wanted more than to eat and lie down next to the fire. But this was no time for comfort. She had come here to kill the dragon that had stolen so much from her – her sheep and her livelihood. He had stolen from her neighbors and village, too. She had to finish her mission.
Quietly she crept toward the dragon. He rested on his side, his vulnerable underside turned toward the warmth of the fire. His pale scales glowed softly, like unpolished silver. She stopped to admire him, sleek and shining. The scales on his back darkened to a metallic gray-black, like dark iron. His side gently raised and lowered with his breath.
Her adrenalin drained from her and she found herself transfixed. He was a monster, she reminded herself. But oh, such a beautiful monster.
