One pint sized human female who’s had too much to drink, not enough sleep, and absolutely no patience meets one stubborn dragon shifter with an attitude.
Bastian claims Acasia, his unwilling bride, after she spends the night carousing with friends. She’s not happy, he’s pissed off, and with a curse from a goddess thrown in, you’ll see Bastian breathe fire.
Add secrets, treasure, and unimaginable heartbreak for an emotionally humorous read and discover why Dragons Don’t Cry.
I love dragon books so whenever I find one I HAVE to read it. This is why I grabbed the chance to review Dragons don't cry with both hands.
Dragonkind has been cursed by Hera many, many years ago after one of them killed her daughter. After slaying the ones she could find, only four dragons were left. They are to find a bride once every one hundred years, fall in love, watch her grow old and die. They are to suffer and repeat the cycle until they find a true mate. Only then the curse will be broken.
Bastian is heartbroken and can't take much more of this life. He still mourns the loss of his last bride and doesn't want another claiming but when his time comes he can't stay away. The curse won't allow it. So, he's heading for the town where a group of young women are waiting. Will this bride be the one?
Acasia doesn't agree with the ritual going on for centuries. Every twenty five years a group of young women, virgins, are gathered so one of the dragons may choose a bride. The chosen one will never be seen again and no one knows what happens with them. She and her friends are not happy to be among the ones that will be presented to the dragon this time around.
Needless to say, she'll be the dragon's choice.
And here's where the fun begins:
Before the claiming Acasia has been drinking, so when she wakes up she has the mother of all headaches and her nose is assaulted by the most horrible smell. She understands she's in the dragon's lair and finds him standing above her.
As soon as she opens her mouth, sparks fly. She won't bow or beg for her life and if that's what he's waiting for he can go to hell!
Bastian is intrigued. This “stupid human female” is challenging him, amuses him and gives him hope. Still, he's not ready to give all of himself and have his heart break all over again. But it doesn't matter how hard he fights, Acasia won't accept bits and pieces. She's determined to have all, especially when she begins to understand him better.
D'Elen did and good job. The writing style was good but I think she should have told us more about the dragons, especially Bastian. I didn't quite understand how the realms work. She's been too vague. I hope she'll decide to write about the other three dragons too. I'd love to hear their stories.
All in all it was a great read and I recommend it. It was lots of fun.
My human roar was nowhere as loud as my dragon’s, but it helped me gain control. When my anger settled slightly, I walked into her chamber. I whipped the covering back and saw the curve of her breast. I craved her full nakedness. I examined every inch that I could see knowing she would sleep through my perusal. Even beneath the material, her incredible form curved in all the right places. Her breasts were full, and I had a small glimpse of one nipple, small and rosy. I wanted to suckle, flick the tip with my tongue. I arranged my cock beneath the human jeans. I should have put on looser material. I focused my gaze on her face. Soft in sleep, beautiful in innocence. I wanted this woman. Needed to slide into her body and bury myself within her sheath. One of her hands curled beside her head. I uncurled her fingers, seeing the slight bruise and swelling from hitting me. If she touched me slowly, my scales would give way. Only in violence did they turn to armor. She’d hit me violently, making me laugh. But now, I pictured her body twisted, bleeding, and lifeless if I hadn’t caught her.
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