Title: Dragon Void
Series: Immortal Dragons Book 2
Author: Ophelia Bell
Publisher: Animus Press
Release Date: January 7, 2017
Heat Level: 5 - Erotica
Pairing: Male/Male/Female (Male/Male interaction)
Length: 312 pages
Genre: Romance, Erotica, Fantasy, paranormal, shifters, dragons
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Synopsis
A woman born on the wind...
A Turul princess, Evie North has waited long enough for her “one
true love” — a man she’s stopped believing truly exists. She throws
caution—literally—to the wind and decides to take matters into her own hands.
She chooses a handsome stranger from a crowd and falls into bed with him,
hoping love might find her in his arms.
A human man drawn to powers beyond his comprehension...
The only thing Marcus Calais knows is that he’s likely to die in
a pointless war but also honor-bound to run into battle. At least until he
meets an angel named Evie in Central Park who incites stronger desires than
he’s ever had and whose songs drive him to levels of passion he never imagined.
After just one night with the lovely, waifish beauty, he discovers he has so
much more to live for. Will he sacrifice his principles to stay alive for her?
The immortal dragon who owns both their souls...
“Ked” is what his five siblings call
him, but others simply refer to the huge black dragon as The Void. He is
darkness personified, but nothing is darker than the enemy he is up against. It
will take true darkness to fight the evil permeating his world, and to save the
female Fate intended for him. But Fate has a funny way of switching things up
when he least expects. What will he find when he ventures forth into the
enemy’s lair in search of love?
What other surprises does Fate have in store?
Excerpt
“You terrify me,” he said softly, and
she knew what he said was true. Even if the Wind hadn’t been there to verify
his honesty, she’d have known it by the wetness in his eyes. “You are the most
beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and the first one I’ve ever wanted so much I’d
behave like a rutting stag the first time we meet. I don’t do this, Evie. What
I want to do with you is entirely out of character for me. I know you have no
reason to believe that because we just met, but it’s the truth.”
She laughed shakily, taken aback by his bare honesty. “Surely
there have been others… Look at you.” She waved her hand down his sturdy frame,
still crouched before her.
He shook his head. “I’ve tried off and on, but somehow the women
I’m most drawn to are wildly inaccessible. You’re the first who’d give me the
time of day. That in itself makes you infinitely more amazing to me. But
there’s something deeper.”
He reached up a hand and placed his palm against the center of
her chest. The simple touch stole her breath. “I can’t put my finger on it, but
I really want to know everything there is to know about you.”
Evie found it hard to fill her lungs enough to speak. Finally,
in a near whisper, she said, “What if I never trust you enough to share my secrets?”
“Then I’ll have to prove to you that you
can.”
She sighed, relieved that he told her the truth, but also more
anxious than ever that she hadn’t heard any hint of a lie. If she had, she’d
have had an excuse to avoid following through with her crazy plan.
She urged him to stand and laced her fingers through his again.
Taking a deep breath, she found that steely will of hers along with the wicked
streak that had urged her to seek him out to begin with.
“Rutting stag, huh? I think I like the
sound of that.” She grinned up at him. Abruptly he wrapped her in his arms and
laid a hot, hungry kiss against her lips. In spite of the cold brick wall he
had her pressed into, all she could feel was his heat flooding through her thin
dress. She clung to him, melting against him, both of them oblivious to the
traffic on the sidewalk passing by like nothing out of the ordinary was
occurring. Like she wasn’t on the verge of letting this man fuck her silly
against the wall right out in public on a cool spring evening.
The honk of a cab caused Marcus to jump and draw away from her.
She held on, reluctant to lose the warmth of his body and the sweet pull of his
mouth. A small, petulant sound came out of her and he groaned in response. He
placed his hands against the wall on either side of her head and peered down
into her eyes.
“You’ll be the death of me, Evie North.
But I think you’ll be worth it.”
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Meet the Author
Ophelia Bell is the author of the super steamy bestselling
Sleeping Dragons series. Ophelia loves a good bad-boy and especially strong
women in her stories—women who aren’t apologetic about enjoying sex and bad
boys who don’t mind being with a woman who’s in charge, at least on the
surface, because pretty much anything goes in the bedroom. Ophelia grew up on a
rural farm in North Carolina and now lives in Los Angeles with her own tattooed
bad-boy husband and four attention-whoring cats.
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