(Fire’s Edge #1)
By Abigail Owen
Published by: Entangled: Amara
Publication date: September 24th 2018
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
The hotter the fire, the deeper the burn…
Finn Conleth leads his team of enforcer dragon shifters with an iron fist and a cold heart. Every dragon seeks his destined mate, but the process to turn the woman he once thought was his killed her and devastated him. He will never risk his heart again. His team is his family now. When his body eventually gives out, he’ll leave, living his last days alone.
Delaney Hamilton moved across the country to escape the freak fires that plague her. But when another suspicious fire erupts and rapidly escalates around her, her hopes for a new life go up in smoke. She has no choice but to turn to the mysterious men who come to her aid.
Finn knows the fire is dragon-caused, which puts Delaney’s problems directly in his jurisdiction. No matter how her wounded grey eyes call to every part of him, he refuses to risk her life in the mating process.
Until another dragon threatens to claim Delaney for his own, and Finn has to sacrifice everything to keep her alive…
She’d only just settled in California, and she liked her new home and new job at Borgess Winery. Was she going to have to move again?
No. Dammit. I’m done running. Obviously running didn’t do any good anyway.
If she held back her history—those fires that seemed to follow her, though evidence supported her claim to be the victim—and the investigator found out, she’d leap-frog straight to the top of the suspect list. The problem was, who could she tell who wouldn’t immediately jump to a guilty verdict?
Who can I trust to listen to me?
One of the firemen prowled around the side the building toward her. Her fireman. The one who’d pulled her out of the barn.
She tried to pretend as though she wasn’t aware of his approach, though his probing stare reached her like a physical touch. You’d think, with those heavy boots and tall frame, he’d move in a clunky manner, but no. He moved with a grace she’d describe as beautiful if he wasn’t so…well…male.
A small part of her—okay, maybe more than a small part—registered a strong jaw shadowed with dark scruff, dark hair worn short on the sides and longer on top, mussed from his helmet, and definitely the bluest eyes she’d ever encountered. Those dark blue depths were trained on her now, and that air of total control, as if he’d tightly leashed his emotions and had zero intention of letting them loose, snared her attention.
And irked the hell out of her.
Maybe that was her fear talking, but being attracted to this man was wrong, wrong, wrong.
Delaney swallowed as her body stirred with interest, tingling in inconvenient places. She sat up straighter determined to ignore her wayward hormones. Attraction had no business up in this mess.
He stopped in front of her and seemed to consider her. Given the way he’d snapped out orders, she expected him to immediately jump into an interrogation. To her shock, the boss crouched down, bringing their eyes level. He opened his mouth like he was going to speak, then closed it as he studied her face intently for a long moment.
Did he already suspect?Delaney tried not to shift uncomfortably under his intense gaze, not to mention getting her lungs to keep functioning normally. They already didn’t want to take in any air thanks to smoke inhalation, but now they constricted, her chest tight. What was the point of this oxygen mask if the dang thing wasn’t going to help?
“What were you thinking? Going in there on your own?” he finally demanded.
And there it was, the interrogation she expected. His voice was deep, his words measured. A shiver shimmied over her skin. He might sound sexy as hell, but the edge to his voice also indicated that he was blaming her for a dumb decision. She buried her unwanted awareness under a rising tide of aggravation and lowered the oxygen mask. “Doing the same thing as you, I’d imagine.”
Damn talking hurt. But she knew from experience with other fires that her throat would heal soon enough.
He rocked back on his heels. Eyebrows raised. “Same as me?”
“Yeah. Slow it down until someone who could stop it got here.” She didn’t say the word duh, but it lingered between them just the same. “So, I guess that makes us both crazy.”
Immediately the words were out of her mouth she wanted to smack herself in the head. Antagonizing the guy in charge was definitely not the way to avoid suspicion. Apparently, her unwanted reaction to him had crossed some wires between brain and mouth.
“I do this for a living,” he pointed out with annoying calm.
Delaney wanted to cross her arms, but the dang cat was in the way, so instead she rolled her eyes. “Then I guess mine is only temporary insanity and yours is a condition.”
Oh my God, stop insulting the man. Except her mouth wasn’t listening. She had to be in shock.
Surprisingly, he not only didn’t call her on the sarcasm, he settled his hands on her knees, gaze steady.
Delaney stiffened, though the warmth of his touch and a moment of human contact made her want to relax into him. No other firefighters had touched her like that before. Maybe he’d taken her snappy comeback as a sign that she was flustered by the fire? He wasn’t wrong, she was flustered. Scared shitless more like.
Just not for the reasons he no doubt assumed.
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Award-winning paranormal romance author, Abigail Owen, grew up consuming books and exploring the world through her writing. She attempted to find a practical career related to her favorite pastime by earning a degree in English Rhetoric (Technical Writing). However, she swiftly discovered that writing without imagination is not nearly as fun as writing with it.
No matter the genre, she loves to write witty, feisty heroines, sexy heroes who deserve them, and a cast of lovable characters to surround them (and maybe get their own stories). She currently resides in Austin, Texas, with her own personal hero, her husband, and their two children, who are growing up way too fast.
Abigail also writes award-winning contemporary romance under the pen name Kadie Scott.
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