I just love this sexy dragon series. I mean, it’s dragons. And everyone knows dragons are cool.
Rachel is sent to get information on dragons living in our world and expose them for what they really are. She was picked specifically because she wouldn’t fall for whoever she was after. She’s a diehard reporter who knows how to get the story no matter what. But after her first glance of Asher, she knows that this is going to be harder than she thought.
Asher wishes he was back home at Dreagan instead in Paris. But after a chance meeting, he begins to think that maybe Paris isn’t so bad after all. That is until he finds out what she’s doing but still has trust her when things start to fall apart.
I really enjoyed this fast paced novella. These Dragon Kings move quickly in the romance department. When they find something they like, they go after it FAST. And I gotta say, I like their speed. They don’t mess around. We also discover who’s behind the trouble and learn a few things that I never saw coming.
Sometimes I don’t get to read novellas in some of my series, but I’m so glad I read this one. If you like this series, I highly recommend you read this one. Plus it’ll hold you over until the next one, in March.
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Asher exited the car amid a flash of clicks from cameras as well as reporters doing their best to holler questions the loudest in the hopes he might answer.
“Is it true you’re a dragon?” one reporter asked.
Another yelled, “Shift for us.”
They had no idea how much he wanted to do just that, if for no other reason than to get everyone out of his face. Instead, he put on a serene expression, buttoned his jacket and gave a nod to a few spectators lined up along the entrance as he walked in.
Once inside the centre, there was no time to relax. Ms. Engel was right on his heels, directing where he was headed and giving him names of those he would be meeting.
He stopped outside of the closed doors of the room.
“Is something wrong, sir?” Ms. Engel asked.
“For one, my name is Asher, not sir.”
She held up a finger to stop him. “Mr. Constantine also tried to tell me the same thing. I work for Dreagan and whoever represents the company at the WWC. While here, you’ll always be ‘sir.’”
Asher could accept that. Blossom was beginning to grow on him. She might be a miniature drill sergeant, but she was damn good at her job. No wonder Con used her year after year.
He drew in a breath and released it as he looked behind them. “Is it always so…” He waved his hand around, looking for the right word.
“Crazy? Insane? Nearly fanatical?”
He nodded. “Yes.”
“Only when Dreagan is here.” Ms. Engel put the cap on her pen. “Before TVL, everyone just wanted a glimpse of those who were a part of Dreagan and get a taste of the whisky. After TVL, well, now they want to see what might happen.”
“TVL?” he asked, sorting through all sorts of words she might mean.
“The Video Leak.”
“Ah.” Well, that made sense. He turned his attention to her. “Did you see the video?”
When she said nothing further, he asked, “What did you think?”
“It doesn’t matter, sir.”