The wait is over! The highly anticipated FIRESTORM,
the tenth book in the DARK KINGS Series is now available!
Firestorm
(Dark Kings Series, Bk #10)
by Donna Grant
Blurb:
SCORCHED BY DESIRE
Dimitri lives to protect the secret of the Dragon Kings from the human race. Bound by a bond stronger than blood to the Kings, Dimitri uses his strength and prowess to defend a thousand-year-old secret. But when an oh-so-sexy, slightly absent-minded archaeologist wanders into his midst, Dimitri will have to give up his rules, and give in to desire…
When Dr. Faith Reynolds stumbles upon an ancient skeleton that appears it comes from a dragon, she’s completely taken aback. A woman of science, there’s no way in her mind that this mythological creature can exist. But when a devilishly handsome man named Dimitri intercepts her path to uncovering the truth, Faith’s curiosity turns into all-consuming passion. She’s never felt this way about any man before. But when Dimitri reveals his biggest secret, can she learn to love the man—as well as the dragon within?
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Dmitri
sat with his eyes closed, pretending to sleep as the plane bumped along. The
turbulence was brutal and caused many of the other seven passengers to gasp and
shriek during the flight.
The
plane ride was only about thirty minutes, but to the young Scot sitting next to
him mumbling prayers, it was a one-way trip that ended in death.
It
was on the tip of Dmitri’s tongue to tell the man that he should’ve taken the
ferry if he was so sure he would die in the plane, but he decided at the last
minute to hold his tongue.
By
the time the small aircraft landed, Dmitri seemed to be the only one who didn’t
let out a relieved sigh. Then again, it was difficult to frighten an immortal.
He
stepped off the plane with his leather bag in hand and glanced at the sky to
give himself a moment to adjust to being on Fair Isle. The clouds were moving
fast, the perfect cover for a dragon.
It
would’ve been so much easier had he been able to fly here himself, but none of
the Kings had flown during the day in . . . eons.
Ever
since the video leak, Con had refused to even allow them their nightly flights
on Dreagan. With the whole world’s eyes seemingly trained on their land, it was
a smart move.
But
the Kings were less than thrilled about it.
Dmitri
opened the mental link shared by all dragons, but right before he told Con that
he’d arrived, he remembered that he had to look and act human.
So,
instead, he took out his mobile phone and shot Con a text. It was all he could
do not to roll his eyes. Con’s reply was:
THAT
WASN’T SO HARD, NOW WAS IT?
BITE
ME, he returned.
Putting
the phone away, Dmitri finally looked around. In that second, he felt the
strong connection to the land that touched his very soul. There was a reason it
had been several thousand years since he’d last set foot on Fair.
Despite
the passing of time, the land still smelled the same. Sea, salt, and wind. He
closed his eyes, and was immediately transported back in time to when the isle
had been his home. His dominion.
Of
all the Shetland Islands, his family had chosen Fair to rule their dragons.
The
waters had been deep and plentiful, the cliffs high and steep. It had been a
wonderful playground for a young dragon to learn and grow.
While
he had many wonderful memories of his time on Fair, it was the horrific ones
that ruined it all.
“I
should’ve never come,” grumbled the young Scot as he walked past.
Dmitri
opened his eyes and looked at the human. How very right he was. None of them
should’ve come. But they had. Their arrival had changed everything.
The
planet had been the dragons’, but now, the humans had claimed it. He felt like
an outsider on the very world he’d been born on. Sadly, that wasn’t going to
change anytime soon.
After
ducking inside, Dmitri set his bag on the cot. Then he walked back outside and
stood looking at all the people around the site.
Tied to a
boulder were several ropes that disappeared over the side of the cliff. As he
stared, a man climbed up the rope and set a bucket on the ground. A woman
retrieved said bucket, and the man scrambled back down the rope.
“You aren’t
much of a talker, are you?” Tamir asked.
He glanced
at the young man. “No’ really.”
“You’ll get
along great with Dr. Reynolds then.”
“Tell me
about Reynolds.”
Tamir
shrugged and waved a hand at the dig site. “This tells you everything there is
to know about her.”
Her. Dmitri
should’ve known Ronnie’s friend was most likely female. He’d hoped for a male.
At least then he might be able to talk some sense into him. With a female . . .
well, they tended to be more pigheaded.
“Why don’t I
bring you down to the cave?” Tamir offered.
It was on
the tip of Dmitri’s tongue to refuse. He didn’t want to go into the caves he’d
explored as a youngling. Nor did he want to see the skeleton. But he was there
for exactly that. There was no walking away from this.
Every Dragon
King was counting on him.
And Dmitri
wouldn’t let them down.
“Follow me,”
Tamir said enthusiastically.
He trailed
after Tamir to the boulder where they got into harnesses. Dmitri could climb
down it without any such aid, but he was trying to appear mortal.
When Tamir
handed him the helmet, he immediately bristled. But he took it anyway. All he
could be thankful for was that no other King was around to see as he snapped it
beneath his chin.
He could
only imagine what jokes Rhys and Kiril would make up. Thankfully, Dimitri was
saved from being the butt of such jests.
With Tamir
beside him, they made their way down the sheer cliff. Halfway to the cave,
Dmitri stopped, his gaze locked on a set of claw marks.
They were
faded, barely visible to the human eye. But a dragon would recognize them. His
heart hurt as he touched the marks with his fingers.
“Did you
find something?” Tamir asked.
He gave a
shake of his head and proceeded down the cliff. All around him were signs that
dragons used to inhabit the isle. For whatever reason, the mortals didn’t—or
couldn’t—see them.
How then did
Dr. Reynolds know where to look for the skeleton?
And how in
the world had he missed destroying it?
It hadn’t
been enough to send the dragons away. After, every King had the duty of finding
their dead and removing any trace of their existence.
Dmitri
dropped onto a ledge and unhooked the harness from the rope. Then he removed
his helmet. After, he simply stood, looking into the large opening of the cave.
The team had
set up generators to power lights that flooded the darkness. He didn’t need the
light. But it wasn’t because his dragon eyes allowed him to see in the dark,
even in human form.
No, Dmitri
could walk this cave blind. Because he knew every inch of it—and every other
cave on the isle.
“Exciting,
isn’t it?” Tamir said with a wide smile showing even, white teeth.
All Dmitri
could do was nod. Words would be too difficult with the swell of emotion
flooding him—excitement to be home, hatred for having to leave to begin with,
and guilt for all that he’d lost.
He looked
down at his feet. Two steps would put him inside the cave.
Once inside,
who would he find when he saw the bones of his kindred? In the chaos of battle
and getting all the dragons across the dragon bridge, he’d barely had time to
say farewell to his family.
Tamir was
talking, but he didn’t hear him. Somehow, his feet had moved of their own
accord, and he entered the cave. With every step, he saw evidence of dragons.
Claw marks
and tail marks.
He knew
where the skeleton would be, though he allowed Tamir to lead him all the way to
the very back of the cave. At least the humans believed it ended there. In
fact, there was a hidden opening to the right a hundred yards closer to the
entrance.
Dmitri
stopped at the sight of the bones. He didn’t care about the people around him.
His attention was focused on the remains of the dragon that had been exposed.
Out of the
corner of his eye, he saw movement and heard Tamir speak. It was by sheer will
alone that he pulled his gaze from the dragon and looked down at the figure
kneeling by the skeleton.
A woman
turned, her sherry colored eyes locking with his. “Who are you?” she asked in a
drawl he immediately recognized as Texan.
“The man who
is going to keep you safe,” he replied.
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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Donna Grant has been praised for her "totally addictive" and "unique and sensual" stories. Her latest acclaimed series, Dark Kings, features a thrilling combination of dragons, Fae, and immortal Highlanders who are dark, dangerous, and irresistible. She lives with her two children and an assortment of animals in Texas.
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