Dragon Kiss, a Dragon Kings novella from New York Times bestselling author Donna Grant is now live!
About the Book
Dragon Kings #7
by Donna Grant
154 pages, Paperback
First published January 9, 2024
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Donna Grant’s latest installment picks up where Dragon Arisen leaves off. Alasdair and Lotti return to face the biggest foe the Dragon Kings have met yet—and the stakes have never been higher.Lotti has come a long way since finding love with Alasdair and uncovering her true origins as a Star Person. She has embraced the magic she once shunned—as well as the label of Destroyer by her own. And it has made her powerful. But will it be enough to stand against her family as they target the Dragon Kings?Alasdair has faced many adversaries who rose up against the Dragon Kings. But nothing could prepare him for the Star People and the discovery that they once enslaved his kind. It’s more than his life on the line this time. It’s the very existence of all dragons. It will take Alasdair and Lotti, together, to defeat their enemy.
Keep reading for a look inside Dragon Kiss!
Lotti would happily stay in Alasdair’s arms for eternity if she could. He had come into her life and shown her he was as solid and unmovable as the mountains. He shouldered her burdens without a second thought. All those decades she had wandered alone, forever watching others but never being a part of anything, had taken a toll. The loneliness itself had left scars, cutting deeper than any blade could.
Alasdair had changed all of that. He’d gained her trust, and with that, she’d learned not to fear her magic but to embrace it, accept it. It had been so simple. Her life could’ve been different had she done it years earlier. But the past was the past. There was no use looking over her shoulder and questioning her choices. It was time to be in the present.
And that meant finding a way out of the cave.
She closed her eyes as Alasdair’s fingers drifted lazily along her spine as she lay curled against his side. They could pretend the outside world, with all its dangers and threats, couldn’t reach them in the cave. It was a distraction they’d both needed, but it was time to get back to reality.
“I ken,” Alasdair murmured.
Lotti grinned at his deep voice and accent so different from anything she had ever heard on Zora. He had promised to take her to see his home in Scotland one day, and she couldn’t wait. “Reading my mind again?” she teased.
He kissed the top of her head. “I doona think that’s a gift I’d ever wish to have. I heard you sigh and know your thoughts are running along the same vein as mine.”
“We need to get back to Iron Hall.”
“Aye.”
She inhaled deeply and released it as she rose onto her elbow to look at him. “What does it say about me that I don’t want to leave this place?”
His gaze was tender as he gently smoothed her hair away from her face. “It doesna say anything, love. I doona wish to leave either.”
“Do you think there will ever come a time when we’re not fighting someone trying to harm the Kings or dragons?”
“Or those with magic,” he added. Alasdair shrugged and looked at the ceiling. “I’d love to say there will be, but the truth is that I doona know. We had times of peace on Earth, but nothing lasts forever.”
She leaned forward to kiss him, her lips lingering. Then she looked down at him again. “Then there’s only one thing for us to do.”
“And what’s that?”
“Fight when we must. And when we have peace, embrace every moment we’re given.”
Alasdair’s lips curved. “Doona forget the occasions we snatch for ourselves.”
“Never,” she said with a smile.
It would be so easy to kiss him again and give in to the desire once more, but they had taken as much time as they could. Lotti got to her feet and grabbed her clothes. She could have redressed in an instant, just as she’d removed everything earlier, but she wanted the time to consider their options.
She tucked the shirt into her body-skimming pants and fastened the leather vest that fit snuggly against her torso. Lotti sat on a boulder to put on her boots that reached her knees. Alasdair was already dressed in his all-black attire. He leaned a shoulder against the wall with his arms crossed, his gaze on her.
“How do you make everything so bloody sexy?” he asked.
Her stomach fluttered at the heat she saw in his eyes. She stood and grinned. “Just lucky, I guess.”
About the Author
Donna is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over a hundred novels. Her most popular series is the breathtaking Dark King (aka Dragon King) series featuring dragons, immortal Highlanders, and the Fae.In addition to her novels, Donna has written short stories, novellas, and novelettes for digital-first and print release. She has been dubbed as giving the “paranormal genre a burst of fresh air” by the San Francisco Book Review. Her work has been hailed as having “deft plotting and expert characterization” by Publisher’s Weekly and “sizzling” by RT Book Reviews.She has been recognized with awards from both bookseller and reader contests including the National Reader’s Choice Award, Booksellers Best Award, as well as the coveted K.I.S.S. Award from RT Book Reviews.Donna travels often for various speaking engagements, conferences, and book signings. She is also a frequent workshop presenter at national conferences such as RT Book Lovers Convention and Thrillerfest, as well as local chapters.Born and raised in Texas, she also has ties across the border in Louisiana. Growing up with two such vibrant cultures, her Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin’ and bareback riding. She is never far from her faithful 80 pound dog, Sisko, or her three cats. She can often be found at the movies or bookstore with her children. Or buying makeup. And shoes.You an find her at www.DonnaGrant.com
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