Tuesday, January 30, 2018

•٠•● (o,..,o) ●•٠• Giveaway & Blog Tour For Drakon's Past (Blood of the Drakon #4) by N.J. Walters •٠•● (o,..,o) ●•٠•

Drakon’s Past 

N.J. Walters
(Blood of the Drakon #4)
Published by: Entangled: Amara
Publication date: January 29th 2018
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

Constance Owens has a gift for finding unique items 
in the most unlikely places, which comes in handy 
since she buys and sells artifacts and antiques for a 
living. When she purchases a set of four dragon 
statues, she has no idea just how unique they are, or 
that finding them will thrust her into a world of secret 
societies, men who think nothing of kidnapping and 
murder to get what they want, and dragon shifters. 
Nic hasn’t survived for four thousand years by letting 
his guard down, and he doesn’t trust anyone except

his drakon brothers. The loneliness haunting him has

been getting worse since all his brothers have found 
their mates. And when he finds the woman his drakon 
recognizes instantly as his fated mate, he doubts he’ll  
ever have what his brothers have, because it seems 
she’s involved with the secret society of hunters who 
have been hunting and capturing his kind for 
hundreds of years. 

The Blood of the Drakon series is best enjoyed in order

Constance blinked. She heard Abigail scream and some of 
the men yell. Nic had to be about fifteen feet long, and that 
wasn’t including his long, powerful tail, which was tucked 
around him.

He rose on his back legs and released his wings. The spread
 had to be at least double the size of his body.
Nic was a dragon.
She shook her head. Impossible.
Nic. Was. A. Dragon.
She’d had sex with a dragon. She was in love with a bloody 
dragon. How was this even possible? Then she remembered
 what Nic had told her about Dent and how the group he 
belonged to wanted to capture him and drink his blood. She
 couldn’t let that happen.

But it was too late. Dent fired at her again, and Nic pounced,
 coming down over her. She feared he might crush her with 
his gigantic body, but instead, he crouched above her like 
some big watchdog, shielding her from any further bullets.

The moment he was inside the circle, something changed.
 He roared as though he was in pain. She scrambled out 
from beneath him. “Nic? Nic, what’s wrong?” Stupid question
 all things considered, but this was something different, 
something he hadn’t been expecting.

These statues were dangerous to him.
He turned his big head toward her and opened his mouth. 
God, those were big teeth. All the better to eat her with. 
Yeah, not a pleasant thought. In this form, she’d barely be a
“Run.” The word was guttural, as though it had been pulled 
from him.
He’d known. He’d known she’d planned to betray him, and 
still he was trying to save her. If she hadn’t already loved him,
 she would have fallen in that moment. Man or beast, it didn’t
 matter. He’d known. He’d known she’d planned to betray 
him, and still he was trying to save her. If she hadn’t already
 loved him, she would have fallen in that moment. Man or 
beast, it didn’t matter.

Once upon a time N.J. had the idea that she would 
like to quit her job at the bookstore, sell everything she owned, leave her hometown, and write romance novels in a place where no one knew her. And she did. Two years later, she went back to the bookstore and her hometown and settled in for another seven years.
One day she gave notice at her job on a Friday morning. On Sunday afternoon, she received a tentative acceptance for her first romance novel and life would never be the same.
N.J. Walters is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author who has always been a voracious reader, and now she spends her days writing novels of her own. Vampires, werewolves, dragons, time-travelers, seductive handymen, and next-door neighbors with smoldering good looks—all vie for her attention. It’s a tough life, but someone’s got to live it.


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