Ashes of War (Sons of War, book 2) by Lia Davis
Genre: paranormal romance
Blurb
Ashlynn Blake, minor goddess of the hunt—lethal,
beautiful, and able to connect with animals on a psychic level—is the perfect
person to place judgment upon an accused dragon. But first she has to prove to
the gods that Ty Sullivan is innocent of his crimes. If she fails, she’s doomed
to lose her heart along with him forever.
Ty’s been beaten, scarred, and betrayed by
females. He doesn’t trust them, can’t stand being around them for longer than
he or his dragon needs to be. Yet, when he meets Ashlynn, his dragon is ready
to mate, but the man believes she’s no different than the others.
The Fates have thrown them together, forcing
secrets to be told and igniting a passion so fierce it may destroy both of them.
Excerpt:
A twig snapped and he whirled to face the
intruder. As soon as the redheaded goddess came into to full view, he froze and
his heart pounded. Her hair hung in silky waves around her shoulders and her
green eyes sparkled like emeralds. He let his gaze travel down her body. A
tight black V-neck sweater and black jeans clung to her modest curves and his
palms itched to touch her, to see if she was real.
“Are you going to stand there and stare at me
all day?” Ashlynn stepped toward him, her expression a mysterious blend of
coyness and invitation.
The dragon snapped his teeth and paced
beneath his skin. A hot, dizzying rush of desire filled him. Ashlynn’s
strawberry scent called to the beast, stirring a fiery need only she could
calm. Every day and night she’d been gone, the dragon grew more impatient.
Seeing her, being close enough they could touch in two long strides didn’t ease
some of the darkness he succumbed to over the past weeks. No, being close to
her raised a need within him that drove his dragon insane with lust.
The man had no intentions on claiming the
female. Not yet, anyway. How did he know she could be trusted?
With a low growl to warn the dragon to back
the fuck off, Ty watched her pass him to stare at the ruins. “Where have you
been?” he gritted out.
She took a deep breath before answering. “At
my mother’s. Healing.”
“Sounds like she lives nearby.”
She turned to look at him, brows raised.
“What if she did?”
He growled and took one step forward, wrapped
an arm around her waist to jerk her against him. Her body meshed into his,
electrifying each nerve ending, and he tried to ignore how perfectly she fit
against him. “Don’t play with me, female.”
A sensual smile lifted her full, kissable
lips. “Oh, believe me, I haven’t begun to play. Yet.”
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