Julia Mills

“I am powerless but to come undone in his arms…”

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By: Julia Mills

Escaped from hell on earth, lost and alone, a wail in the night calls to not only his beast but also his heart. Finding this tortured woman is all that matters.
On the run, hiding in plain sight, the icy fingers of doom invade her soul. The pull of the world she fled tears at the fiber of her being.
Lovers from different worlds, fighting a common enemy, thrown together by the Reaper himself, helpless but to do as he bids.
Can these two souls find peace when the Devil himself is demanding his due?
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Kyran stopped and set Caitlin’s feet on the ground in front of him. Standing absolutely still as the waves of anger and frustration poured off his mate, he wanted to laugh but had no doubt she’d kick his ass where they stood, on principle alone. His little banshee shook with fury. It was one of the sexiest things he’d ever seen.

Unable to resist her a moment longer, the black dragon slammed his mouth to hers. It was a kiss of raw passion and absolute possession, full of teeth and tongue and need. He couldn’t get enough of her. Her scent, her skin, her erotic curves that begged to be worshiped.

He needed to mark her, sink his teeth into her tender flesh, taste of her life’s essence. There had to be no doubt who she belonged to, and more importantly…whose forever she held in the palm of her hand.

In a flash, Caitlin decided to give as good as she got. Her hands slid under the soft cotton of his black T-shirt. The feel her fingers threatening his sanity as the overload of sensations shot through his system. The more she tried to possess him, the more he relented to being possessed. Nipping and sucking his way across her jaw and down her neck, Kyran felt drunk from the sheer pleasure of his mate, their hunger so intense he was transported to another time and place. Completely forgotten was the fact they were standing in the middle of the woods, a few hundred yards from the site of so much death and destruction. Needing his mate more than his next breath, Kyran once again lifted Caitlin’s feet from the ground and backed her against the brick wall of the abandoned warehouse.

Using his enhanced abilities, he removed her blouse, sucking her already pebbled lace-covered nipple into his mouth as soon it came into sight. Caitlin ground her hips against his denim-covered erection, seeking the release she knew only he could provide. Setting the rhythm as he continued to taste every part of her body, his banshee moaned his name as her fingers dug into his skin, marking him as he longed to mark her.

Man and beast needed to connect with the woman who’d driven the darkness away, the light of their soul. With no other thought but feeling the warmth of her body wrapped around his painfully hard length, Kyran slid his hand between their bodies and from one breath to the next, had her naked from the waist down. His pants immediately followed and his straining erection was poised to enter her waiting body. Looking deep into her hypnotic depth of her hazel eyes, he slammed his hips to hers, burying himself to the hilt. A feeling unlike anything he’d ever experienced filled the black dragon. Nothing had ever felt so right. Holding both he and his mate completely still, reveling in the feel of her inner walls adjusting to his abrupt intrusion, the sighed in unison.

Caitlin rolled her hips as her muscles contracted and massaged him. Kyran’s mind was blown. His dragon roared. The mighty Guardsman was gutted, completely and irrevocably under the spell of his mate. Her fingertips touched his face, as she continued her erotic dance. The black dragon’s hips match her rhythm. Their hearts beat as one and his little banshee whispered, “Wanna fly, my big strong dragon?”



Julia Mills is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Dragon Guard, Kings of the Blood and ‘Not-Quite’ Love Story Series.

She admits to being a sarcastic, southern woman who would rather spend all day laughing than a minute crying and absolutely adores her two amazing daughters and the menagerie of animals who also call her mom!

In her own words..’I believe a good book, a great pair of heels, the perfect lipstick and a killer bag will never let you down.’

Her one belief in heroes remains strong even this day…’There will never be any one like my daddy! He was the real deal hero!’

Happy endings make her swoon and if she can get some hot sweaty sex mixed with some heart-pounding romance worked into the journey, this lady is a goner!

Julia is still working on her story but guarantees it will contain as much love, laughter and life as she can cram into it!!!!!

The best advice this write can give you is to…Dare to Dream! Have the Strength to Try EVERYTHING! And…Never Look Back!


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