Although I have been very busy trying to tell the story of Princess Tania, I have also been preparing the epic sequel to AWAKEN, Book 1 of THE DRAGON LORDS. THE DRAGON LORDS are epic--the novels range from 300-400 pages so it takes some time to write the stories.
Book 2, BETRAYAL, was finished last December, but I ended up changing my mind on how it should close. In the first draft, I had Lord Brynt literally "betray" Isbet (hence the name) but now I'm not sure I should include that. This novel went to the dark side and I'm trying to pull it back to the light side :-) This is the darkest fantasy I have ever written. I even cried at the end and they weren't tears of joy. If you've read my other work (namely THE DRAGON'S DISTRUST), you know how important dragon slaying is to the storyline. It just hurts having one of my favorite characters die. Now that I think about it, two key characters are killed in BETRAYAL. I don't enjoy killing my characters but sometimes it is a necessary evil. I hope to have everything ready by July, fingers crossed!
Don't expect this series to be released as fast as THE HEART OF THE DRAGON series primarily because these are 7 times longer. I hope to have them ready at least once a year. I wish I could write faster--more to the point, I wish I had more time to write these fantastic stories. I also have several drafts of my new paranormal series ready but I want to make sure the current series I have are complete.
I will probably be ending the EROTIC FAIRY TALE stories because, although I love them, I have to focus on the popular Dragon books. What I do hope for is to write one more and give it to you for free! We love free! :-D
And because THE HEART OF THE DRAGON got a makeover, so did THE DRAGON LORDS. I loved the original but I felt the covers needed more umph. And umph Erin Dameron-Hill can deliver! Below is an excerpt! Enjoy!
Isbet bolted upright. She couldn’t
remember what had woken her so her eyes darted into the darkness. It was
pointless trying to see anything but her ears pricked up as soon as the sound
of harsh splashes caught her attention. Something was in the water.
Her hands reached for her witla but all
she found was more rock. Where in Dragone was her fluting weapon?
The sounds of crashing water forced her blood to race. What could be
making that sound? Where was Baric? Was he fighting something in
the water? She should help…
Isbet stood on shaking knees as she
clenched her fists. She felt so vulnerable in the darkness, so useless
yet she had to do something. If there was a threat lingering in the cave,
she would help remove it. She may have feelings of weakness, but she was
strong. She was tough. Fear did not stop her.
As she took a step forward, the ceiling
lit up with a thousand twinkling blue lights. The glow illuminated the
pools of water into white liquid and as her eyes squinted into the luminosity,
her breath caught.
The light danced upon Baric’s bare
shoulders as the water caressed him gently. She watched the rivulets melt
down his firm and strong back as he pushed his short, blonde hair out of his
face. His muscles slithered and wound with each movement like the most
tempting snake and Isbet had to make sure drool didn’t leak down her
chin.
He was an Adonis. He was the most
beautiful thing she had ever seen. He was almost animalistic in frame,
like a wolf in man’s clothing, like a god deserving of worship. She had
never seen this on Brynt before and even as she thought of her husband’s name,
she couldn’t shake the image of Baric being doused in water as soft lights
clung to his slick skin.
A wave of envy took her by surprise.
She yearned to be that water, to slide over him, to touch him.
She bit her lip as her body trembled
with wicked thoughts. Her hands touched her neck and stroked her
arms. Her scales were gone. She had inhaled them without
noticing. She stood naked under the azure lights as she watched him
bathe. She didn’t care if she seemed dubious by watching him from the
shadows, she only cared that her eyes saw nothing else.
She had thought holding his hand was
akin to holding an angel, but that was not the case. Touching his hand
was nothing compared to what her body wanted. Her core tightened with
each of his movements and a warm wetness slicked her inner thighs as her
breathing quickened. Just the act of staring at his perfect form was
enough to bring her to her knees.
He was…beautiful. There was no
other word to describe him. His shoulders were perfectly rounded and
striated, his back was square and bulged in all the right places and if he
could just turn around, Isbet would collapse into a pile of goo. If she
saw anymore of him, she might just faint from sheer arousal.
She sighed loudly and Baric turned around
quickly. She had been caught peeping. Within the time span of a
blinking light, her scales fluttered out and her heart broke. She couldn’t
speak as waves of embarrassment twisted her insides and pushed vomit to the
back of her tongue. Humiliation lit up her face like fireworks as she
nervously laughed and tried to pretend that she wasn’t being a letch.
