by Ashlyn Chase
Boston Dragons Book One
The heat is on…
When Rory Arish and his two fiery dragon siblings are driven out of their ancestral Irish home by angry Leprechauns, it seems their luck has run out-until they arrive in Boston and find a paranormal-friendly apartment building. Finally, Rory has a place to call home. There's only one problem: Rory's new lair has simultaneously been rented to an infuriating woman who is as stubborn as she is beautiful and will not leave 'her' apartment matter how steamed he may be...
And sparks fly…
Amber McNally is a down-on-her-luck flight attendant. She needs this apartment, and not even a fire-breathing dragon with his Irish charm and scorching good looks is going to scare her away. Holing up in their respective corners, a battle of wills ensues. Who will be the first to blink...or give in to their off-the-charts chemistry and decide to make this unorthodox living arrangement a little more permanent?
Genre: Light Paranormal RomancePurchase link(s): Sourcebooks Amazon ARe BAM iTunes Kobo B&N
Content/Theme(s): Dragons, Shifters, Humor
Release Date: April 5, 2016
Excerpt & More
Rory exited the bathroom wiping his hands on a paper towel. “This was all me sisters could find at the grocer. We need to pick out terrycloth towels together.” He shot Amber a wicked grin as he tossed the towel in the trash under the kitchen sink.
“We? As in you and them, right? You want a female point of view to decorate my place, I imagine.”
“I do not. Me sisters would just confuse matters. Shannon would pick ruffles and Chloe would talk me into camouflage.” He reclaimed his spot in the middle of his futon and patted the empty space beside him. “I meant you and me. After all, we’re the ones who are to be livin’ together.”
The more he thought about sharing his intimate space with the sexy, honey- haired flight attendant, the more he liked the idea. And the less he was just teasing.
A pretty blush colored her cheeks and she stuttered, but Rory was saved from another poor attempt at an insult when the intercom buzzed. “Ah, we have company.” He rose and strode to the buzzer before she could get there, then punched the Answer button. “Who might you be, and who are you callin’ for?”
The female voice announced, “I am Euterpe, and I’m here to see Amber.”
“Euterpe, is it? Like the muse?” He heard a giggle on the other side of the intercom.
“She’s my…my funny friend,” Amber said quickly. “Let her in.”
Rory pushed the Enter button, and a few moments later there was a knock. Amber was ready for it. She opened the door, clamped her hand around her friend’s arm, and practically dragged her to the bedroom with no further explanation.
“Wait,” Euterpe said. Amber paused but didn’t let go. “Who is your handsome friend?”
Rory straightened to his full six- foot- two height and sent her his most charming smile.
Amber rolled her eyes. “That’s Rory. Pay no attention to him. He’ll be gone before you know it.”
“No, I think you should introduce us,” Euterpe said. She lowered her voice. “I have the feeling we have something in common.”
Amber hissed, “How could you possibly think you have anything in common with my unwanted roommate?”
Rory, with his acute sense of hearing, caught every word. He strode over to the women and extended his hand. “Pleased to meet you, Euterpe. If you be named after the muse I’m thinkin’ of, we may well have somethin’ in common.”
“Like what?” Amber asked.
Euterpe took his hand and they both said, “Music,” at the same time. Rory grinned and lifted the woman’s hand to his lips, where he placed a kiss on her knuckles. Euterpe seemed perfectly comfortable with the gesture.
“Do you play?”
Amber snorted. “He plays with my patience.”
Rory ignored her. “I play the fiddle, squeeze box, guitar, and bodhran. I sing and compose a bit too.”
“Really?” Euterpe sighed. “I’d love to hear some of your songs…”
“Not. Now,” Amber bit out. She tugged on the muse’s arm until it was clear she’d rather dislocate it than let her talk to Rory.
Ah. She must be threatened by me Irish charm. That’s well and good. “A private concert it is then. Me sisters make up the rest of our trio. I’ll call them down.”
“Don’t bother.” Amber marched her friend to her bedroom, shoved her inside, then closed the door behind them.
Rory chuckled. Ah, I’m gettin’ to her. He needed to speak to his sisters anyway, so he removed his shirt and shimmered, allowing his dragon form and wings to magically appear. He flew up to the ceiling and rapped on it. He probably didn’t need to use the secret knock he and his sisters had developed, but he did anyway.
Chloe was the first to come downstairs. She let herself into the apartment, and as soon as she spotted Rory’s dragon form, she slammed the door behind her. “Stop feckin’ around,” she hissed. “You’ve a human in the next room.”
He transformed quickly and stood with arms folded as Shannon opened the door and walked in. “Why did you slam the door in me face, Sister?”
“This foolish idjit had his dragon out.” Chloe glared at him. “Next time, bang on the ceiling with a broom handle— like a human would.”
“I guess you’ll have to buy me a broom. Don’t worry. Amber is fully occupied with a friend right now,” he said. “A friend we may be able to sway to our side. She loves music. Her name is even Euterpe.”
Shannon’s jaw dropped. “Euterpe? The muse of music? Our muse?”
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