Author Ava K Michaels

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As Director of the Supernatural Enforcement Bureau, powerful Vampire Ronan, though the had seen it all…..until he discovers Dragons actually exist. Can he help the dragon being hunted on his patch? He certainly has the means at his disposal… if they can find it first… before the dark magic-wielding Witches and their Vampire cohorts. After seeing the magnificent beast with his own eyes he cant turn from the task, even if he wanted to. His sire, Josef, gives him a direct command to find the dragon and keep it safe. No matter the cost. With rogue Vampires and Witches on its trail, its only a matter of time before they capture it. That’s not something Ronan will allow…not on his watch. He will do whatever it takes to find and save the Dragon, using every powerful being at his disposal, including the dark and dangerous Creed.

Ronan was ready to leave the room when she finally spoke. “What is going on with us? I feel something, like I’m being pulled towards you. Why? Are you using some kind of magic?”

Ronan actually laughed, magic…he hated magic. “No, I’m not using any magic. In fact I don’t particularly like it, and I don’t know what’s going on between us. You’re nothing but a girl…”

Starr’s laughter sounded loud in the kitchen and he watched as she continued, almost choking in the process. What the hell did she find so funny?

She finally stopped, took a deep breath, then a sip of coffee before speaking. “A girl? You think I’m a young girl? That’s good, thanks for the compliment. It’s obvious you have no clue whatsoever about Dragons. I’m over a hundred years old. We kinda live forever…unless we’re killed that is. So, Ronan, I’m no more a girl than you are a young man, Vampire.”

Ronan gazed into those eyes, he was sure he could actually fall right on in, and as Starr’s words made it through to his brain he raised an eyebrow, a small smile on his face. So she wasn’t a girl, good to know. However, she was still entrusted to his care and he was sure as hell not going to take advantage of her. She was alone and vulnerable, scared and beautiful…God was she beautiful.

He hissed as his thoughts wandered, again, and tried to clear his head. No matter what was going on he had to stay in control of the situation. He was not going to take her into his arms and carry her to his bed. No, that wasn’t going to happen, even if that’s what he wanted to do.

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