A Tale of Revenge, Romance, and Deadly Dragons: Touch of the Fey, #4

By Danica Slate

Finally reuniting with his love, Cora, the enigmatic Lord Damon discovers her to be under a powerful curse that binds her will to the twisted Lord Vallen. Now, with the aid of a powerful warlock, he must hurry to break the spell and defeat Lord Vellan before it claims her life. But when his draconic heritage threatens to be revealed, will Cora's love stay true?

Warning: This story contains 10,500 words of monstrous lovers, in-flight sex, BDSM, magic, and, of course, dragon lovers.

Excerpt:

Lord Vallen sat atop his steed just outside the Rendoran courtyard. He was surrounded by a unit of armed guards. A smile tugged at his cheeks when he heard the distant stomp of footsteps approaching. The wide double doors swung open and banged loudly as Damon swept down the steps. He struck an imposing figure with his fine black and green attire and a scowl darkening his handsome face. Gravel crunched under his boots as he marched past the gates to glower up at Vallen. The horses whinnied and stamped at Damon's approach and the men strained to keep them under control. Even behind the line of soldiers, Lord Vallen could feel an unusual heat arrive with the Lord of Rendoran. His brow knitted in mild confusion, but he quickly composed himself.

"I have come for my bride," he announced loudly. "I understand the Lady Cora is being held captive here."

"I know why you are here," Damon's voice was low and steady.

"Ah. Good, then. Bring her to me," Vallen pressed. The tall young man's scowl deepened. His yellow eyes seemed to glow. Vallen blinked in surprise. He must have imagined it.

"If you do not release her from your geas," the air seemed to stir around him as the heat intensified, "I will destroy you and your men."

The front line of men's eyes watered as the inexplicable heat enveloped them and stung their faces. They felt as though they were suddenly standing very close to a massive bonfire. Damon took a step toward them, then another. The horses neighed and stamped, forcing the cadre to retreat before him. Vallen blustered in confusion and indignation.

"What is going on?!" he demanded. He wheeled his horse further away. "Lord Damon! You are..."

"Release her, Vallen. I will not ask again," Damon's voice boomed louder as he walked further from the gates of the manor, driving Vallen's men back with the increasingly hot aura that surrounded him.

The men shouted in alarm as the Lord's clothes began to smolder and, in a sudden bright flare, caught fire. Damon raised a hand to the men he knew must be advancing to aid him.

"HOLD," he commanded. His guards stopped in their tracks, watching in awe as the flames consumed his fine clothes, wrapped around his muscled form, and floated his wavy auburn hair around his face. The fire did not seem to have any effect on the Lord himself.

Vallen, his men, and the people of Rendoran watched in amazement as Damon was consumed whole, with smoke and wisps of ash and burnt fragments flying off in every direction around him.
Then, from the black cloud, two great, leathery wings, suddenly freed of their confines, stretched and unfurled behind him in the billowing wind. They flapped once, twice, clearing away the smoke and debris. Sunlight glinted off the glittering iridescent teal scales of the wings. Their surface glimmered as they tapered out to his chest, shoulders, and back.

"Allow me to fully introduce myself," he declared, standing naked before them.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sage Reamen
• Release date: Jan 20, 2013
• ISBN: 9781498901208

Danica Slate

Hey there!  I'm just a normal girl who loves to read and write about fantastical happenings. I'm pretty much the biggest nerd and have been a fan of Fantasy and Science Fiction for as long as I can remember. I think nothing is better than curling up with a good book or some pen&paper. I love writing out my favorite fantasy scenarios, especially when they involve sultry encounters with demanding, not-so-human creatures.  What can I say, a girl can dream ;) Twitter: @DanicaSlate

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A Tale of Revenge, Romance, and Deadly Dragons

Touch of the Fey, Volume 4

Danica Slate

Published by Sage Reamen, 2013.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

A TALE OF REVENGE, ROMANCE, AND DEADLY DRAGONS

First edition. January 20, 2013.

Copyright © 2013 Danica Slate.

ISBN: 978-1498901208

Written by Danica Slate.

Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

Touch of the Fey: A Tale of Revenge, Romance, and Deadly Dragons (Fantasy Erotic Romance)

Further Reading: Mated to the Centaurs (Monster Gangbang Erotica)

Also By Danica Slate

About the Author

Cora ran through the dark forest, stumbling over twisted roots and slapping away branches that clawed at her tattered wet dress. Rain drizzled through the canopy from the remnants of the storm. Her breath was ragged and echoed unnaturally loud in her ears. Her long dark hair flowed behind her, the wet strands whipping sharp against her skin as she tossed her head searchingly for the path. Thunder rolled and stirred fear in her gut. She was being pursued by something... something that lurked in shadows and hissed her name.

Damon!! she screamed into the darkness. A branch slapped her face and she cried out, wiping a slick wrist across her cheek. She had been running for so long. She began to feel dizzy. The ground seemed to shift constantly under her. The trees twisted and warped like a painting being crumbled and stretched. Her cries echoed strangely in her ears. Damon!

She was falling. Her stomach lilted inside her and her pulse quickened in fear. The world turned white and hazy around her. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, spreading her arms wide as the ground rushed up, but she never landed. Cora fell and fell, impossibly far.

Strong hands grasped her sides, slid around to her back, and pressed her to a strong, warm body. Cora looked up.

Damon’s bright yellow eyes stared down at her, calm and warm. His dark red hair rustled in the wind and the blindingly white sky stretched out behind him. A thick white fog crept around them both.

Cora smiled and wrapped her arms around the man she loved. Warmth spread through her and she exhaled in relief.

I have been searching for you for so long, she whispered into his hot ear, tightening her embrace. His muscled arms crushed her closer as they fell through the cloud. She remembered how it felt to be held by Damon. She had wanted it for so long. Her face cradled in his neck and he nuzzled into the billow of her hair.

Cora... the hiss was soft and quiet, seeming to come from all around her. Her grip tightened on Damon.

Do you hear that? she craned her neck back to look around. Shadows flashed in the fog. Hot fingers caressed her face and turned her gaze back to her love. He smiled down at her and Cora felt her body ease at his confident attention. He moved closer and pressed his soft lips to hers. She closed her eyes and breathed in his scent of cedar and pepper. She reciprocated his kiss, hard and hungry, pressing until his teeth bit into her flesh.

His hands moved down her back, skin on skin where her dress was open to the air. She felt his manhood grow firmer as he kissed gently at her neck. Her stomach was