Magical Lover

The Wild Rose Press

Heat Rating: Steamy
Word Count: 73,000
2 Ratings (4.0)

In a world where men can become dragons, Thoren is one of the most powerful. As a shape-shifting Draconi, Thoren wants nothing more than to continue searching for Halfling children and returning them to Draconia. The last thing he wants or needs is a mate—until he meets Keara, an outcast unaware of the power that lies within her.

Keara doesn't know what to make of Thoren or of the magic he practices. She learned early to keep her magic hidden—her witchy red hair and green eyes are burden enough. When Thoren offers his hand in place of a forced marriage with Lord Simon, Keara jumps at the chance to leave her town behind. But she fears Thoren will shun her when he discovers the truth about her abilities.

Can Thoren convince Keara she is his lifemate, or will her secret talent be the wedge that drives them apart?

Magical Lover
2 Ratings (4.0)

Magical Lover

The Wild Rose Press

Heat Rating: Steamy
Word Count: 73,000
2 Ratings (4.0)
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Reviewer: Crystal
I love watching Keara come into her powers after they’re unlocked. Watching a big strong Dragon depend on a little woman to help him go through his change, because without her he would be stuck in dragon form. Magical Lover is a great start for a series to start.

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“I know enough to realize she denied you,” the stranger growled at Lord Simon, his voice gentling as he turned to Keara. “She will take me though, won’t you?”

Keara locked her gaze on the stranger, drawn by his green eyes that looked so much like her own. She had never seen green eyes on anyone else, but knew what they meant. Remembered what her grandmother had told her about them.

“Green eyes are the mark of evil, girl,” the old woman liked to say. “Be wary of them.”

The wind whipped the stranger’s hair about his face. A chiseled jaw topped by firm lips that whitened around the edges and a long straight nose comprised a face tightened in anger. His compelling eyes bored into hers.

She couldn’t stop staring at those eyes, all the while his fingers continued their steady pattern against her mark, sending sensuous feelings coursing through her veins.

A stranger or Lord Simon? The man whose touch sent zingers of pleasure throughout her body, or the possibly crazy but socially acceptable man who might have her best interest in mind. Did she actually think that?

There was no choice. It took two tries to get the words out of her dry mouth.

“I’ll take you.” She lifted her chin toward the stranger and said a silent prayer he would spare her life.

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