{"id":1402,"date":"2016-08-29T01:05:42","date_gmt":"2016-08-29T05:05:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kate-hill.com\/compellingbeastsblog\/?p=1402"},"modified":"2016-08-27T09:28:19","modified_gmt":"2016-08-27T13:28:19","slug":"story-sample-b-j-mccall-play-with-fire","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/compellingbeastsblog\/2016\/08\/29\/story-sample-b-j-mccall-play-with-fire\/","title":{"rendered":"Story Sample: B.J. McCall – Play With Fire"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"PWFTitle:<\/strong>\u00a0 Play With Fire<\/p>\n

Author:<\/strong> B.J. McCall<\/p>\n

Genre:<\/strong>\u00a0 Paranormal Erotic Romance<\/p>\n

Blurb:\u00a0 <\/strong><\/p>\n

Princess Raen has lost everything — her parents, her home and her kingdom. She places her life in the hands of the only person she can trust. Her hero wears armor, but he does not arrive on a white stallion. He flies and breathes smoke.<\/p>\n

Arsdon finds the city of Tylis in ruin and the princess he secretly loves in mortal danger. Keeping the promise he made to the dying queen becomes a true conflict between love and duty. Protecting the princess is an honor. Loving her is easy. Suppressing his desire is impossible. Giving her up — heartbreaking.<\/p>\n

Excerpt:<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cCan you ride, Princess Raen?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cA horse. Never a dragon.\u201d She\u2019d wanted to ride Arsdon\u2019s back, but her father hadn\u2019t approved.<\/p>\n

\u201cYour mother once rode my back into battle brandishing a sword.\u201d<\/p>\n

The dragon was challenging her and Raen would have to prove she was up to the task. \u201cI learn quickly.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI will carry the queen in my forearms. You must climb onto my back and ride at the base of my neck.\u201d He touched the thick, golden chain hanging around his neck. The pendant hanging from the chain matched the ring she wore on her finger. \u201cHold fast, Your Highness. If you fall I will not be able to save you without dropping the queen.\u201d<\/p>\n

Arsdon stepped away from the balustrade and shifted. In a flash of green light, his size increased, his black armor changed to dark green scales and huge wings sprang from his back. Horns sprouted from his head and a bright green crest ran along the length of his back to the tip of his tail.<\/p>\n

His back legs were massive, his feet tipped with long talons. His forearms were shorter and smaller, but the dragon held her mother with ease.<\/p>\n

Raen climbed onto his back and straddled the base of the dragon\u2019s neck. She stroked Arsdon\u2019s neck, letting her fingers trail over his sleek scales. \u201cLet\u2019s fly.\u201d<\/p>\n

The dragon rose on its hind legs and spread its wings.<\/p>\n

Fear and awe shot through Raen. She gripped the chain and clutched the dragon\u2019s neck with her thighs.<\/p>\n

Arsdon launched off the terrace and they were airborne. The smoke and destruction of Tylis left behind, the dragon flew over the forest toward the snow-capped mountains. Hours passed and Raen grieved, torn between sadness and rage. The wind picked up, whipping Raen\u2019s hair and chilling her to the bone.<\/p>\n

Finally, Arsdon landed on a rocky area on the top of a mountain. Above the tree line, the area was littered with boulders, but open enough for a large dragon to land. Half frozen, Raen climbed off the dragon. Her arms and legs were stiff, and her fingers cramped. She stretched and rubbed her arms. The sun had dropped behind the mountains, taking its warmth with it.<\/p>\n

Arsdon carried her mother to the west facing side of the mountain. In the distance the smoky ruins of Tylis was barely visible. He laid her mother on the ground, his movements surprisingly gentle for so large a beast. Using his thick leg, he dug a deep trench. Then he shifted, changing from dragon to man.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll leave you to say your final goodbye and make camp. At sunset, we\u2019ll put her to rest overlooking the land she loved.\u201d<\/p>\n

Arsdon left her and Raen kneeled by the trench. Her mother deserved more than an unmarked grave. She cried. She prayed. She swore revenge. When Arsdon returned, she was ready.<\/p>\n

Purchase Link(s):<\/strong><\/p>\n

http:\/\/www.changelingpress.com\/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2506<\/a><\/p>\n

(https:\/\/www.allromanceebooks.com\/product-playwithfiresetinstone-2084463-143.html?referrer=5241a8f276db0<\/a>)<\/p>\n

(https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Play-Fire-Stone-B-J-McCall-ebook\/dp\/B01JNPLQ8M<\/a>)<\/p>\n

(http:\/\/www.barnesandnoble.com\/w\/books\/1124249777?ean=2940156859634<\/a>)<\/p>\n

https:\/\/store.kobobooks.com\/en-us\/ebook\/play-with-fire-set-in-stone<\/a><\/p>\n

Author Link<\/strong><\/p>\n

www.bjmccall.com<\/a><\/p>\n

Bio<\/strong><\/p>\n

B.J. McCall loves writing sexy paranormal books. Werewolves, vampires and dragons fill her backlist. B.J.\u2019s paranormal tales are often spiced with a bit of fantasy or a touch of magic, but at the core of each book is a love story. Please visit her website and find the hero of your dreams.<\/p>\n

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