Bride of the Dragons

By Selina Coffey

330 pages

Published August 30th 2016

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Elokon and Siron have yet to find a mate.

Elokon became the alpha of his tribe three months ago, and
since then, the human towns nearby have sent a dozen
women in tribute, and even the women of nearby dragon
tribes have sought them out. Elokon’s tribe is powerful and
any dragon would be pleased to bear a child of his bloodline.

But neither he nor Siron has seen a single woman that
awakens the mating instinct. At long last, the High Dragon
has passed down an edict: find a mate, or Elokon will be
stripped of his power and banished. There is no place in the
Dragonlands for an alpha who will not carry on the
old bloodlines.

As the third daughter of an impoverished Earl,
Adelina has no dowry and no prospects.

Desperate not to become a priestess, she makes a plan:
when the High Dragon’s court comes for their historic
meeting with the human king, she will be so alluring that she
can steal the heart of one of the richest noblemen at court.
She has worked late into the night, sewing herself a dress
that will catch anyone’s eye.

During the festivities, she knows she can tempt someone
into an indiscretion…

But much to her shock, that someone isn’t human.
Furthermore, it’s not one someone, but two. And now that
they’ve found their mate, Elokon and Siron aren’t planning
to let her go.

Author's Note:

This book contains mature language and themes,
intended for adults only!

Ooh you’re going to love this book! It's not just a romance, but a

historical/paranormal romance with a ménage. How cool is that!!!

This book is amazingly written, and I so love the twists in the

book. It made for a great story.

The young woman in this book Adriana is the third daughter of an

impoverished Earl so she will not get a season like most young

women of the time because her family is poor. So they only have

a dowry for the eldest daughter. That means if Adriana is to find

a husband she must find a rich one that will not want a dowry. This

year shifters are newly emerged and do not understand our human

traditions. So when Elokon and Siron meet Adriana even though

they are all drawn to each other. There are a few

misunderstandings, and they may never end up together. They just

have to let her go. Their king told them they cannot just take her,

she has to choose them. So now they have to figure out what to do

and see if she will have them after all. Even though they know she

is their mate. It may be the hardest thing to do. And that is a lot

considering they are at war with the Naga and that is bad enough.

Now before I ruin this for you I will leave off here. I hope

you enjoy this book as much as I did. If you do like this

book, please consider leaving a review. The Authors really like

it when you do; they value your opinions too.

The court was a crush of music, nobles jostling together for a view of the dais and the crimson-and-gold carpet laid along the floor. The delegation from the Dragonlands would be here soon, and the court had been speculating for weeks on the nature of their visitors. Some said the shifters were hideous, covered in scales like fish. Some said they could not even speak like humans. Still others claimed that the men and women of the shifter tribes were unnaturally beautiful, like angels on earth, and that they could seduce a human without saying a word. Little enough was said about the reason for their visit, but Adelina had heard the whispers of the servants, who had a more jaded view of nobles, no matter their provenance: the dragons were under attack by scaly snake-beings called Naga, and the dragons needed the help of the human kingdoms to turn the tide of the battle.

Whatever the truth, the king and Queen had ordered the finest celebration in decades. The castle had been cleaned from floor to ceiling until the marble gleamed and the carved designs on the roof beams were visible in the glittering candlelight. White and blue ribbons twined up the columns, and the young women of the court wore white, while the young men wore blue, in deference to the colors of the dragon king’s standard.

The trumpets sounded to announce the delegation, and the crowd held its breath, their gaze locked on the great double doors at the end of the hall. As Adelina watched, they swung open, and the delegation, resplendent in white and silver, marched in.

Every single person in the hall let out their breath in a sigh of longing. It was impossible not to: the dragon shifters truly were, as some had said, like angels on earth. They walked so gracefully that they hardly seemed even part-human, and their features were perfect in every way. From the members with flowing, silvery hair and white skin, to those with skin of deep purple or green, they were unearthly—and utterly gorgeous.

One pair near the head of the delegation caught Adelina’s eye, and she found herself standing on tiptoe to see them more clearly. Both men were tall and broad-shouldered, clearly warriors, but while one of the two had skin of a bluish cast, and hair as dark as night, the other was paler than any human she had ever seen, hair impossibly white. Only his eyes were dark, and they were the deep blue of sapphires, setting off the hue of his companion’s skin. As Adelina watched, the pale man turned his head and met her eyes.

She stumbled back, looking away with a gasp. She had felt his regard like the stab of a knife, but where there should be pain or panic, she instead felt desire welling up inside her. She pushed her way to the back of the crowd, breathing hard, and slumped against one of the marble columns.

Even away from his regard, however, she could not stop herself from imagining him: his lips on hers, the feel of strong arms around her, the way he might skim his fingers over the pale flesh at the top of her bodice. Adelina, still resolutely pure, felt herself blush bright red. She should not be thinking such things. She most certainly should not be thinking of the other one kissing her as well, blue skin pressed against hers and her dress falling to the floor—

No. No. She whirled away, hand clenched. No. She would not be the fool who let her heart get in the way. There was one way to stay out of the nunnery, and that was to secure a marriage to a rich man. Adelina closed her eyes for a moment and let the desire and worry fall away from her. She could feel her neck lengthen, her shoulders drop, her back curve. For weeks she had practiced this, alone in her room: the tiny gestures to secure a man’s attention, the little touches that never passed the bounds of propriety, and yet hinted at untold pleasures. Who cared if she did not know yet how to give a man such pleasure? She pushed away the flutter of panic, telling herself firmly that she could learn such things from the serving girls. Tonight was only for catching a man’s eye.

She heard a roar of approval from the nobles: the king must have given the signal to begin mingling and dancing. Decisively, Adelina forged her way through the crowd to her mother’s side, sinking into a perfect curtsy. Her parents must not know of her plans.

“Are you well, my dear?” Her mother’s concern came with an affectionate smile, and Adelina tried to push away the stab of guilt. Her mother would not want her to put herself forward, but Adelina was determined that she would not end up a nun—and that she would do something nice for her family when she was wed. She would pick someone who had the means to advance her father’s career, she promised herself.

“I only needed some air,” she said simply. “It’s such a crush.”

“You can slip away if you want, my dear—simply make sure to be back in time for the banquet.”

“Thank you, Mother.”

But she had no intentions of going back to the room. Slipping away, Adelina paused to take a flute of liqueur from one of the black-clad servants circling the room. She sipped it as she walked, observing the knots of nobles mingling with dragons, and trying to exude the same elegant confidence as the Queen. She had spent weeks studying the woman’s every movement, and modulating her behavior to fit the woman’s exacting standards.

To her surprise, it was not difficult. The rules of good behavior, she found, were easy as long as one genuinely wished to be kind. Then they all seemed to make sense.

Trying not to think of what the Queen would think to see her putting herself forward so scandalously, Adelina turned her head to look for any one of the young men who might be suitable. She had been planning this for months, making sure never to seem to put herself forward when the young men were nearby. She was a model of propriety, of elegant conversation. Now they would see her not only as desirable, but as a good match.

And then she saw him: the man with the pale skin and silvery hair, the man with the piercing blue eyes. She froze, her heart leaping in her chest, unwelcome desire rushing through her—and to her horror, she saw the dragon begin to make his way over to her through the crowd.

Selina Coffey is a romance writer who lives happily in London
with her husband and her son. She is a hopeless romantic
and grew up always believing in love. This is the main reason
she is so passionate about writing love stories.

Like many girls, she loves shopping so when she isn’t writing,
you will probably find her browsing online for the next pair of
shoes to add to her collection.