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Dating a Dragon (Love Bites: A Dating Agency for Paranormals) by Abbey MacMunn ➱ Release Tour with Giveaway

  




Dating a Dragon
Love Bites: A Dating Agency for Paranormals #3
by Abbey MacMunn
Genre: Paranormal Romantic Comedy

A forgotten past.
A friend’s betrayal.
Dragons of fire and ice—forced apart by a centuries-old curse.

Cursed by a jealous sorceress, fire dragon, Phoenix, has spent centuries searching for his soulmate, the ice dragon. He never thought he would find her when a freak flying accident leaves him injured in the woods—with him wearing nothing but a smile.

After waking from yet another death, amnesiac Kat Foster longs to learn her true identity. Trouble is, finding out who or what she is scares the hell out of her.

While looking for her runaway dog, Kat sees a man hiding behind a bush. A naked man. With ‘things’ sizzling between them, literally, and Kat’s inexplicable flashbacks of her previous lives, she begins to think they might have met before.

But with the sorceress hellbent on keeping them apart, Kat’s memory loss, and a friend’s betrayal, will they ever find a way to break the centuries-old curse?





Dating a Werewolf
Love Bites: A Dating Agency for Paranormals #2


Alpha werewolf, Grayson Beckett, thinks money can buy anything—including a wife. But when he joins Love Bites, a dating agency for supernaturals, finding a mate proves harder than he thought.

To help her boss, dating agency coach, Jamie Osborne, reluctantly agrees to go on a date with Grayson. After all, she’d dumped her cheating fiancé at the altar, she could handle an arrogant werewolf, right?

Tensions run high, but the date goes better than Jamie expected when Grayson turns out to be a doting dad with a tragic past.

But can the alpha win her trust and melt her heart?



Dating a Vampire
Love Bites: A Dating Agency for Paranormals #1


Witch Harper Clarke is pretty sure misfortune follows her around like a bad smell. Her spells end in disaster, her dating agency for supernaturals has an embarrassing lack of clients, and her love life is a washout. So, when a vampire signs up to the agency and she can’t find him a match, she agrees to date the vamp herself.

Charmer Damon Vertefeuille has it all: power, status, and wealth. Becoming a vampire to get his errant brother out of trouble isn’t what he expected. Newbie vamps aren’t supposed to be dangerous, but one look at his witchy date and he has a sudden desire to sink his fangs into her pale flesh.

Thing is, she wants his bite.

Chemistry sizzles, but when Damon’s brother threatens to tear them apart, the lines blur between loyalty, love, and dark desires.




Flirting with a Fae
Love Bites: A Dating Agency for Paranormals Prequel


A flirtatious Fae.
A rock star with a secret.

Will Ebony have her wicked fairy way with rock star Jaxon, or will she reveal his lies to millions of his fans?

That'll depend on a demon bodyguard, an estate agent, and a gift wrapped in superhero paper.


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Excerpt 1

The sugary scent of magic filled the air, the aroma like that of an old-fashioned sweet shop.

Kat had smelt magic before—her witchy best friend used magic on occasion—but this was different. Despite the fading light, the forest took on a somehow enchanted atmosphere. The bluebells seemed bluer, the leaves on the trees a brighter green—even the drizzle was warm and pleasant. If the sun had been shining, she might think she’d walked right into the pages of a fairytale picture book, but that was daft, right?

She forgot how to breathe.

The guy’s full lips parted slightly, his striking eyes filled with hope, with expectation.

Did she know him? Had they met before? He wasn’t smiling, but somehow she knew the way his mouth would curl as he grinned, how one side would lift slightly higher than the other, and she knew how that smile would make a dimple appear in his right cheek, denting his flawless skin.

A movement to her left forced her attention elsewhere. Her Westie appeared, wagging his tail excitedly. “Toby, there you are.” Mud covered his paws and nose. “What have you been up to, you little scamp?”

Toby scooted past her so fast she couldn’t catch him, then made a beeline for the guy.

Her dog yapped and wagged his tail like he was greeting a long-lost friend.

The guy scooped Toby into his arms. Her dog licked his handsome face. “Hey there, boy.” He ruffled Toby’s ears and chuckled as he turned to face her.

And there it was—his heart-melting smile, complete with the dimple in his cheek.

Blood pulsated in her ears, drowning all sounds of the forest. Her heart beat a frantic rhythm inside her chest.

Did she know him from one of her previous lives? Did he know her… intimately?

 

 

 

Excerpt 2

Kat entered the crowded pub and searched the bar area where she was supposed to meet her date, Egan.

She gasped, stopping mid-step.

Even before he turned around, she recognised him. But it wasn’t Egan.

No, the guy perched on a barstool had blue-black, wavy hair—like the hot, fantasy guy she’d sort of met yesterday.

Her gaze focused on his broad shoulders. The last time she got a glimpse of those shoulders, they’d been bare, not covered by a turquoise-blue casual shirt she was sure would bring out the striking colour of his eyes.

As she approached the bar, his back stiffened. He turned around slowly. The same sugary scent of magic wafted around her as it had in the forest where she’d lost her dog.

Yes, it was him all right.

Kat blanked him, reminding herself she was here on a date with Egan. The half-dragon. If she could find him.

She searched the crowd. No sign of this Egan guy. He was late. She hated people who were late.

Hyperaware of fantasy guy’s gaze boring into her, she tried to grab the attention of the barman. Did he recognise her? She’d been wearing a hood yesterday, and his view had been partially obscured by the bush he hid behind.

Naked.

Her cheeks warmed, much to her annoyance.

“Hello,” he said. The mere sound of his voice made her belly flip.

She gave him a fleeting glance, pretending she’d not noticed him until now.

“Hi.” Kat swallowed, then tried to get the barman’s attention again. She needed a drink.

“Do you remember me?”

She went for total ignorance. “No, should I?”

“In the woods yesterday? I rescued your dog, Toby. How is he after his little adventure?”

Kat turned to face him, deliberately taking her time in appraising him. He wore smart jeans, the navy denim clinging to barrelled thighs, and she’d been right about the blue shirt bringing out the colour of his eyes. Topaz-blue eyes that hinted at wickedness and sin.

“Oh yeah, I do remember now,” she said nonchalantly, arching a brow. “I didn’t recognise you with your clothes on.”

His face broke into a smile, producing a dimple that dented his cheek. “Yeah, sorry about that. Please, let me buy you a drink by way of an apology.”

That was it? He wasn’t going to explain why he was naked? “No, thanks. I’m supposed to be meeting someone, but he’s not here yet.”

“No, he won’t be. Egan can’t make it.”

“Wait, you know Egan?” Sexy, mysterious, fantasy guy suddenly got even more interesting.

“Yes, I know Egan.”

“Couldn’t he have sent me a message?”

“It was a sudden thing. A bug, I think, or something he ate.”

No, what he meant was, she’d been stood up, and the half-dragon had sent his friend to soften the blow. She had no complaints. “Okay, no big deal.”

“Since you’re here, would you like to have a drink with me instead?”

Hell yes. “Won’t Egan mind? Do you two not have a friend's code?”

“I don’t know what that is, but no, Egan won’t mind. In fact, he suggested I come in his place.”

Yep, definitely stood up. “He did? You must be close.”

“We are. Like brothers, you might say.”

Kat regarded him for a moment, trying to think of why she shouldn’t have a drink with him, but she had nothing. Nothing except the same weird feeling of knowing him, perhaps from one of her previous lives. Damn amnesia. “Okay, I suppose one drink won’t hurt.”

 

 

 

 

Excerpt 3

 

Phoenix soared through the clouds, the cool breeze fanning his dragon wings. Heavy rain rolled off his obsidian scales, but he didn’t care. Flying was his guilty pleasure, his sanctuary, but even with the magic veil that hid his dragon form from the humans, he still had to be wary.

“Hey, Nix, slow down,” said Egan, circling him. “What’s up?”

With a downward thrust of his wings, Nix ignored his brother and flew above the clouds, towards the sun that shone low in the sky to the west. Egan meant well, but there was nothing he could say or do to lighten his mood today.

It sometimes happened if he allowed it, the soul-destroying despair that clawed incessantly at his heart, ripping it a little more with each passing year. Most of the time, he coped with the loss, got on with his life, such as it was, but today felt like it was all an act, a cruel waiting game doomed never to end.

He spread his powerful wings wider, purposely causing a shift in the airflow and breaking the aerodynamics of Egan’s flight path. His half-brother was no match for him, but it didn’t stop him from trying.

“Watch out, you idiot!” Egan’s laughter carried on the wind. His wings twisted against the downward draft, and he dropped several metres into the clouds.

Nix soared higher still, leaving Egan below.

The wind buffered against his scaly skin and horn-tipped wings. He breathed in deeply, filling his lungs with the sweet air, relishing the warmth of the sun on his face, but it wasn’t enough.

What’s the point of eternal life without her?

Last time their souls had crossed paths, he’d imagined there had been a glimmer of recognition. He’d seen nothing more than the hint of memory in her eyes, but it was enough to give him hope that her next reincarnation would be the one where she would finally recognise him. She would remember their simple, beautiful life together before that jealous bitch of a sorceress had cursed them.

His stomach cinched at the memory, and he caved to the anger and frustration. He needed to reach the air where it got thinner and made it difficult to breathe—the sweetest air. Just a taste to erase the memory, if only for the briefest time, then he’d come back down.

Extending his black, iridescent wings to their full span, he soared upwards.

“Phoenix, you’re going too high,” his brother warned.

“Leave me alone, Egan!” he snarled, his dragon voice similar to his human one but raspier and with an occasional wisp of smoke puffing from his lips.

Egan tried to match his tempo, but his smaller dragon wings were barely strong enough to carry his human body. “Come down. We’ll talk.”

Nix tore through the air, beating his wings harder, faster, as he continued his ascent. “There’s no point to any of this. It’s been almost a hundred years since her last reincarnation, and I still haven’t found her.” He’d come out of this dark abyss soon; he always did, but right now, he needed to forget everything.

“You will find her, Nix,” Egan shouted from below. “It’s just a matter of time. You have to be patient.”

“I’m done with being patient.” His very soul ached to see her beautiful face again, but he refused to let the hope diminish because hope was all he had.

The air thinned. He closed his eyes, retracted his wings and let them fold onto his back, then succumbed to the thrill of freefall.

Out of nowhere, something smashed into his shoulder. Pain forced his eyes open. Wind thundered in his ears as he nose-dived through the clouds and towards the woods that loomed below.

Shit.

 




Abbey MacMunn writes contemporary, paranormal and erotic romance. She lives in Hampshire, UK, with her husband and their four children.
When she's not writing, she likes to watch films and TV shows - anything from rom-coms to superheroes to science fiction movies.






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