It’s Dragons Eve!

Happy Monday, everyone! Ooo, I can hardly sit still long enough to write this post as we are less than 24 hours away from my new fantasy romance series finally taking flight! Tomorrow marks the release of book 1, DRAGONS AMONG THEM, and I can hardly wait. It feels like Christmas Eve, except with dragons! 😉

Dragon Among Them Button 300 x 225So to celebrate, I’m here to share with you two things. First, my blog tour from the amazing Bewitching Book Tours kicks off today. Tons of great interviews and sneak peeks! Be sure to follow along for your chances to win a $40 Amazon gift card! The tour stops are as follows:

April 18 – happy tails and tales

April 18 – Inner Goddess

April 19 – Houston Havens

April 19 – Splashes Into Books

April 20 – Urban Fantasy Investigations

April 20 – I Smell Sheep

April 21 – Hart’s Romance Pulse

April 21 – Rising Indies United

April 21 – The Angelspearl

April 22 – Deanna’s World

April 22 – Traci Douglass

April 22 – Share My Destiny

April 25 – The Creatively Green Write at Home Mom

April 25 – Lisa’s World of Books

April 26 – Books and Tales

April 26 – Roxanne’s Realm

April 27 – Ramblings of a Book Nerd

April 28 – Deal Sharing Aunt

April 28 – Fanatical Paranormal Romantical

April 29 – Castles Made of Books

April 29 – Book Lovers 4Ever

May 2 – Fang-tastic Books

And second, well, it wouldn’t be any fun without a sparkling new excerpt from the book. So for you, my trusty followers, I offer this view into Zayne’s world, as he greets Addie the morning after her quite unexpected arrival:

Brom made to reply, then stopped as his gaze shifted to something past the prince’s shoulder. Zayne turned to see what had silenced his warrior friend and became dumbstruck as well. Emeline stood atop the manor’s front steps, her drab attire and plump figure a stark contrast to the petite, angelic creature beside her.


Zayne’s heart stuttered in his chest as he took in the sight. She looked radiant this morning with her golden locks pulled neatly up off her neck and dressed in a gown fit for a princess. Its fabric was the palest of blues and the perfect match to her unusual crystalline eyes. The bodice fit her supple bosom like a glove and wrapped perfectly around her trim waist. Had the skirt not been ridiculously long on her, anyone would have thought the gown had been made with Addie in mind, not his future bride.

It took but a moment for the other men in the yard to stop and stare as well, and jealousy flashed in Zayne’s heart. A jealousy he had no right to harbor, yet one he was helpless to resist. Emeline threw the lot of them a dark look, while Addie fussed with her skirt, seemingly unaware of the attention. After a moment, she started down the steps, a grimace on her face and those odd purple slippers peeking out from under her hem.

“Morning,” she called, sounding happy as a lark. Her gaze remained fixed upon the steps until she reached the courtyard. When she looked up once again and found them all staring at her, Addie’s cheeks flushed a deep scarlet. “Sorry,” she added hastily and attempted another of her untrained curtseys. “Good morning, sire.”

There was something about the manner in which she moved, not quite reckless but certainly unrefined, that called to Zayne. Intentional or not, Addie was bold. Too bold to be a spy, for she behaved in a manner so unlike the cautious feminine puppets he often encountered. Puppets that seemed to glide carefully from room to room, their faces demure and hands clasped before them.

But the prince was tired of puppets. He longed for someone real. Someone unafraid to be different.

Someone like…Addie.

Someone you cannot have, whispered a small voice in the back of his mind. A voice he chose to ignore as he offered her a full bow and smiled—Emeline’s wound-remedy ointment had worked once again. “Good day, my lady.”

“Oh, I’m no milady,” she said with a wave of her hand, which elicited several grunts from his men. “Just a miss, from what Emeline keeps saying.”

Zayne closed the distance between them and took her cool, soft hand in his. The scent of lavender soap washed over him, testing his restraint further. If not for the audience, he would have swept her up and quickly bedded her. The thought both startled and intrigued him.

“You are a lady if I say as much.” He pressed his lips to her hand. “And as I just did, well, the matter is settled.”

Addie’s gaze shifted from his. Before he could say more, she gathered up her skirts and limped past him to stand before his snowy-white steed.

“He’s so beautiful.” She reached a tentative hand out to stroke the horse’s velvety muzzle. “What’s his name?”

“His name?” asked Brom with a snort. “We do not name our livestock round here, miss—oof—my lady.”

Zayne withdrew his fist from Brom’s thick side. “’Tis true, he has no name.”

“A horse with no name,” she echoed with a grin and reached to stroke the coat between its eyes. “Then I’ll name him Will. He looks like a Will to me. Is he yours?”

“Aye. Though you shall be the one to ride him on your journey back today, as he is our kindest steed.”

“Ride him?” Addie’s gaze shifted to Zayne’s. “You mean he’s not going to pull a carriage or something?”

“There is no carriage, woman,” snapped Brom from several paces away. “If you wish to be escorted home, you will ride like the rest of us.”

Addie looked from him to Zayne. “You’re kidding, right?”

The prince lifted one brow.

“Oh no. Seriously, Zay—uh, Your Highness. I—I don’t know the first thing about horses.”

“Save how to name them,” Emeline grumbled from the foot of the steps.

“And how the heck do you expect me to get up there in all this?” Addie continued, raising two fistfuls of skirting.

“Then it appears you will be traveling on foot.” Brom mounted his massive ebony steed. “Be sure to keep up.”

Addie’s eyes grew wide as saucers.

Zayne couldn’t bear to see her fret and came to stand at her side. “Pay no mind to Brom,” he whispered into her ear. “His mother dropped him one time too many when he was but a child.”

With that, he placed his hands around Addie’s slim waist, lifted the slight woman—who issued a startled shriek—and set her sidesaddle onto her new friend, Will. Stiff with fright, she laced her fingers tightly into the horse’s mane while Zayne placed a boot in the near stirrup and swung up onto the steed as well. As he settled into the saddle behind her, Addie’s scent washed over him anew. To have her so near for the long ride ahead would be both pleasure and torture, he knew as he slid an arm around her waist. And while he could have ordered another to share their steed, Zayne found himself unwilling to let go. Instead, he tightened his hold.

“Do not worry, my lady. I shall not let you fall.”

“Don’t worry?” She leaned away from him, unwilling to release the mane from her grip. “Easy for you to say. You’re probably not afraid of heights. Or giant beasts.”

Laughter burst forth from Zayne’s chest. The sound echoed through the courtyard as he nudged his horse forward.

Well, what’d you think? (Anyone catch a song reference in there?) I hope you loved it, and that you enjoy DRAGONS AMONG THEM. And do stay tuned–book 2 is done and book 3 in the works, so the entire series will be available soon!



Two worlds. One unstoppable passion. A fiery secret that could destroy them all.

Kingdoms of Fire and Ice, Book 1

Prince Zayne Godfrey, heir to Edana’s throne, is betrothed to the lone princess of rival kingdom Forath. While his heart is not in the arranged marriage, he will do his royal duty.

When he finds a beautiful stranger cornered by a pack of wolves, he doesn’t hesitate to shift into his golden dragon form to save her. She thanks him by taking one look at him and fainting dead away.

Photographer Adelaide Miller is in England for a career-making shoot when a bizarre jogging mishap lands her in a dangerous, medieval-like world of royals, wizards and dragon-shifting men. Her first instinct is to find her way back, but the fire-breathing prince intent on protecting her threatens to melt her heart.

Zayne’s burning passion for Adelaide not only jeopardizes the fragile peace between two kingdoms, it uncovers a ruthless plot to destroy his family. Remaining together may change Adelaide’s very definition of home—and expose one searing secret that could forever shift the balance of power in Zayne’s world.

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