What A Dragon Should Know

What A Dragon Should Know

by G. A. Aiken

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Don’t miss the fan-favorite Dragon Kin series packed with shifters, incomparable world-building and humor, and characters you will want to come back to again and again…

Only for those I love would I traipse into the merciless Northlands to risk life, limb, and my exquisite beauty. But do they appreciate it? Do they say, "Gwenvael the Handsome, you are the best among us—the most loved of all dragons?" No! For centuries my family has refused to acknowledge my magnificence as well as my innate humility. Yet for them, and because I am so chivalrous, I will brave the worst this land has to offer.

So here I stand, waiting to broker an alliance with the one the Northlanders call The Beast. A being so fearful, the greatest warriors will only whisper its name. Yet I, Gwenvael, will courageously face down this terrifying. . .woman? It turns out the Beast, a.k.a. Dagmar Reinholdt, is a woman—one with steel-gray eyes and a shocking disregard for my good looks. Beneath her plain robes and prim spectacles lies a sensual creature waiting to be unleashed. Who better than a dragon to thaw out that icy demeanor?

And who better than a beast to finally tame a mighty dragon's heart?

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781420116144
Publisher: Kensington
Publication date: 09/01/2009
Series: G. A. Aiken's Dragon Kin Series
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 480
Sales rank: 60,892
File size: 992 KB

About the Author

G.A. Aiken is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Dragon Kin Series and the Scarred Earth Saga. When she’s not writing about sexy dragons and feminist blacksmiths, she’s writing about hot wolf, lion, tiger, and other fang-filled predators as Shelly Laurenston, the acclaimed and bestselling author of the Pride series, the Call of Crows, and the Honey Badger Chronicles. Originally from Long Island, she now lives on the West Coast and spends most of her time writing and making sure her rescued Pitbull doesn’t love everyone into a coma. Please visit her online at www.GAAiken.com.

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What a Dragon Should Know



Copyright © 2009 G.A. Aiken
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ISBN: 978-1-4201-1614-4


It wasn't the first time he'd run for his life. And it most likely would not be the last. In the past few decades, though, he'd mostly run from angry fathers who'd found him where they felt he should not be. Or he'd run from town guards — sent by angry fathers who'd found him where they felt he should not be.

But this day, Gwenvael ran from his own kin. Not that this was in any way new to him either, but it had been a while since he'd been forced to.

Also true was that he should have kept his mouth shut. Yet it had been a legitimate question. As always, though, his kin blew everything out of proportion and took out their misplaced rage on him.

Why did they just not admit they were jealous? For he was Gwenvael the Handsome. Third-born son and fourth-born offspring of the Dragon Queen, Former Captain of the Dragon Queen's Northern Armies, and most-loved male throughout the Dark Plain regions, Gwenvael was always magnificent, magnanimous, and loving.

And his kin hated him because of that.

Besides, who knew that a queen would be so sensitive? Even a human one.

All he did was ask a simple question — "Are you supposed to be that large at only seven months with child?" A simple question that led to tears, unattractive snorting noises, and thrown weaponry. It seemed the human queen may have lost her ability to run quickly, but her throwing arm was still true. Nearly took my damn ear off.

Now the queen's consort — also known as Gwenvael's eldest brother and future Dragon King of the Southlands, Fearghus — felt the need to chase him down like a rabbit.

That's why Gwenvael ran. Because if Fearghus the Destroyer destroyed Gwenvael's beautiful face, the big bastard would never face retribution for it. Because, as always, he'd be forgiven his violent transgressions while Gwenvael was never forgiven his more sensual ones.

Found naked with a few of his grandfather's kitchen maids? His father's claw right to the back of the head. Suggest that when his mother was in human form she may want to stay away from things that brought out the largeness of her ass? His father's claw right to the back of the head. Set up a small eightieth birthday party for his youngest brother Éibhear that involved a few of the local brothel girls? His mother's claw right to the back of the head.

Fearghus, however, had hacked off the tip of Gwenvael's poor tail more than a century ago and still he had not been punished. While the spiked tip most dragons used as a weapon floated in a river somewhere, Gwenvael dragged around a stump.

Thankfully, he'd found other uses for his tragically lame, disfigured tail. Uses most females appreciated quite a lot.

Gwenvael dashed around a corner, heading toward the stables and out the back entrance. It was then he saw sweet Izzy, daughter of the delicious Talaith and Gwenvael's idiot brother Briec.

Izzy was not Gwenvael's niece by blood, her true father a Southland human who'd died many years ago in battle before Talaith and Briec had ever met or mated. But Izzy was still family and he adored her as she adored him. Or, at least that was what he thought until she slammed into him as he charged by, sending Gwenvael flying into one of the stable doors. He kept forgetting exactly how strong his human niece was. Her mother may be a small dainty witch trained to kill on command, but Izzy was a bit of a bruiser — and enjoyed that about herself immensely.

Izzy stood over him and yelled out, "Got him!"

"Iseabail!" he cried, devastated. "My love! My adoring niece! How could you?"

"You shouldn't have hurt her feelings! It was mean." She shook her finger at him. "Don't be mean!"

Izzy. Sweet, beautiful, but eternally strange Izzy. Her loyalty to the queen was never to be questioned. Even now she trained with the troops daily, hoping to be sent off to war so she could prove her loyalty with blood. Why anyone felt the need to do that was beyond Gwenvael. He didn't like to bleed or be harmed in any way. He liked all his bits and pieces exactly where they were and in the correct working order. As he was forced to tell his father more than once, "I said I'd fight for my mother's throne. I never said I'd die for it." Then he'd add, simply to annoy the old bastard into one of his frothy temper tantrums, "Don't you think I'm too pretty to die?"

"I thought you loved me!" Gwenvael yelled at Izzy.

"Not when you're mean!" Her goodness was so sincere that the thought of fireballing her from his existence for this betrayal only went through his mind once ... maybe twice.

Big, abusive hands grabbed Gwenvael by the hair and proceeded to drag him away from the stables.

"Let me go, you big bastard!"

"You're going back in there, you son of a bitch," Fearghus growled out. "You're going back in there and you're going to apologize if it's the last thing you ever do."

"I have nothing to apologize for."

To prove he disagreed on that point, Fearghus stopped long enough so that he could stomp his big foot against Gwenvael's stomach.


"You made her cry. No one makes her cry."

They were going through the Great Hall of the Garbhán Isle castle now. At one time this had been a place of horror, the seat of power for Lorcan the Butcher. Now it belonged to the woman who was Lorcan's bastard sister and the one who'd taken his head.

"I can walk on my own," he told Fearghus when he realized the whiny lizard had no intention of stopping any time soon. And although Gwenvael could shift to his natural — and exquisite — dragon form in his bid to get away, he'd only unnecessarily harm the humans who lived here. Something he was loath to do. He liked humans. ... Well, he liked female humans. The males he could do with or without.

"I'm not chasing you anymore," Fearghus said while dragging Gwenvael up those hard stone stairs. When Gwenvael began to kick and try to yank himself away from Fearghus's grasp there was second-oldest Briec grabbing his legs and assisting Fearghus.

"You betraying bastard!"

"What are we doing with him?" Briec asked eagerly. "Are we throwing him out a window? Let's throw him out a window! Or off the roof!"

"We're going to take him to Annwyl."

"Won't our mother notice if he no longer has his head?"

"She'll notice," Fearghus answered, ignoring Gwenvael's struggles. "The question becomes 'will she care?'"

Now in front of the queen's bedchamber, Fearghus kicked the door open and, together with Briec, tossed poor Gwenvael into the room. The door slammed shut, and Gwenvael realized that his brothers had left him to the tender mercies of the Queen of Dark Plains. Also referred to as the Blood Queen of Dark Plains, the Taker of Heads, the Mad Bitch of Garbhán Isle, and the much pithier Annwyl the Bloody. For some reason the human queen was known to have a wee bit of a temper.

Steeling himself, Gwenvael looked up at fair Queen Annwyl and said, "My lovely and sweet Annwyl. My soul aches for you. My heart pines for you. Tell me you'll forgive me for my hasty, foolish words and that our love will never diminish."

She stared at him a long moment and then, to Gwenvael's ultimate horror, burst into more tears.

He knew then he'd never forgive his brothers for this.

They called her The Beast of Reinholdt. Or The Beast, for short.

She didn't appreciate it, especially since her name was actually Dagmar, but she tolerated it. In her world there were worse things than being given a name she didn't think she deserved.

All right ... perhaps she deserved the name a little.

Closing her book, Dagmar sighed. She knew she couldn't spend all day in her room hiding, no matter how much she wanted to. She knew she had to face her father and tell him what she'd done. The fact that she'd done it for the good of her father's territory and his people would mean little to The Reinholdt, the mightiest warlord in the Northlands. But she'd learned to ignore her father's "moments," as she liked to call them, early on in life if the end result meant getting what she wanted.

Placing the book aside, she stood and donned one of her grey wool dresses. She tugged it into place and then wrapped a plain leather girdle around her hips. She slid the small dagger she used for menial cutting into the girdle and then tied a grey kerchief around her head, her long braid reaching down her back.

Before giving herself a cursory glance in the full-length mirror beside her bed, Dagmar carefully placed her spectacles on her nose. She didn't need them to read, but she needed them for everything else. All those years ago, it had been the monk, dear Brother Ragnar, who gave Dagmar her first pair of spectacles when he noticed how often she squinted any time she looked more than a few inches past her nose. He made the pair himself and she'd been wearing them ever since.

One quick look in the mirror proved nothing truly horrible with her ensemble, so she stepped from her room and allowed her dog to race out in front of her. Dagmar locked her door and double-checked to make sure it was securely locked, before proceeding down the stone halls of her father's fortress. She'd been born here and had never gone farther than into the closest town. She knew she would die behind these walls one day, unless she could convince her father to give her a small house in the surrounding woods outside the gates. Tragically, she'd have to wait at least another ten years before she was firmly in the "spinster" category.

In the Northlands, females didn't stray far from their kinsmen until they were handed off to their husbands. After three failed attempts at marriage, she doubted any man foolish enough would come along willing to risk his neck among the Reinholdt Clan just to get into her bed. Which, when she was honest with herself — and when wasn't she? — she found very much a relief.

Some things came naturally to those of her sex. Being accommodating, loving, charming, and endearing — she knew many women who naturally possessed these gifts. Dagmar, however, possessed none of these traits — although she could pretend she had them for short periods of time. If pretending got her what she wanted, then why not?

Because Dagmar knew there were worse things in this world than pretending to be a caring, demure woman. For instance, actually being a caring, demure woman. The Northlands were a rough, hard land and not for the meek of heart or weak of spirit. To actually care, or to actually be as weak as the Northmen expected their women to be was an excellent way to die young.

Dagmar's intention was to live to be a hundred. At least.

Intently studying the papers in her hands allowed Dagmar to ignore everything that went on around her. The violent fights, the drunken kinsmen littering the floor, the writhing bodies in dark shadows.

Another early morning in the Reinholdt Fortress.

She'd taught herself a long time ago to simply block out all of the extraneous activity that did nothing but distract her from what was important.

An easy enough skill with her dog, Canute, walking boldly beside her, keeping watch and protecting her. She'd raised him from birth and now he was her loyal companion. He was one of the many battle dogs she'd bred and trained for her father since she was nine winters old, but Canute was hers and no other's. For the last three years, he'd protected her like Canute's father had protected her. Viciously. So viciously, no one else could get near her. She adored it.

Dagmar was well aware it was strange for a woman to be responsible for the dogs that a warlord like her father would use during battle, but he'd been unable to ignore the way she had with canines. But most especially, he couldn't ignore the fact that she'd trained every battle dog within his province to respond only to her voice, her command. She'd only been a month shy of her tenth birthday when she'd plotted, planned, and executed her first victory. She clearly remembered standing in front of her father, every vicious, uncontrollable battle dog standing in front, beside, or behind her at attention and waiting for orders. Squinting up at her father, for even then her long-distance sight had been failing, Dagmar softly explained, "I am sorry your trainer lost his arm, Father. Perhaps you need someone who can handle these animals a bit better, with kindness rather than brutality."

"You're just a girl," he'd snarled back, gesturing at her with that trainer's torn and blood-drenched arm. "What do you know of war and battle?"

"I know nothing," she very nearly whispered, her eyes downcast. "But I do know dogs."

"Show me then. Show me what you know."

Lifting her gaze to meet her father's, she'd pointed at one dog, then motioned to one of the guards. Only one of the eighteen dogs charged over and tore into the guard that had once referred to her as "that ugly girl."

Her father watched the dog do what he'd been trained to do, not at all concerned with the guard screaming for help.

"Very good," he'd finally said, but she'd known the test wasn't over.

"Thank you."

"Now call him back."

They both knew this to be the true challenge because the Reinholdt battle dogs could often be uncontrollable once the bloodlust got them. Many of them were often put down by their own handlers at the end of battle.

So, still keeping her father's gaze, Dagmar again raised her fingers, gave a short whistle, and motioned with her hand. The dog had dropped his screaming, crying, and bleeding prey immediately, trotting back to her side and sitting in the spot he'd left. His tongue hanging out, blood on his muzzle, he'd stared at Dagmar, waiting for her next command.

At the time, her father had only grunted, walking off with the trainer's arm still in tow as it left a bloody trail behind him. Yet by the time her sixteenth winter passed, Dagmar had complete control of the kennels and any dog — working or pet — on her father's lands.

Stopping abruptly when Canute did, Dagmar waited until a chalice flew past her head and into the wall beside her. Another fight between one of her brothers and his wife.

Not even bothering to look, she stepped over the rolling and dented chalice on the floor and headed to the Main Hall. Her father sat at the main dining table; several of her brothers sat near or across from him as did their wives, but the chair next to him was vacant because it was Dagmar's chair. Something she knew annoyed her sister-in-law Kikka, who sat glaring at her from across the table.

As she walked in and took her seat, her father shoveled food into his mouth as if afraid the thick porridge would try and make a run for it. As always, she ignored the sight of her father feeding.

In her world, there were worse things than bad table manners.


Her father grunted. He'd never been a talkative man, but he especially had little to say to his only daughter. After twelve sturdy sons from three different wives — two had run away and Dagmar's mother had passed away during childbirth — he never expected a daughter. And he never expected a daughter like her. When drunk, he often bemoaned the fact that she hadn't been born a man. He could do more with her if she was useful, rather than something he simply had to protect.

It should hurt her that after all this time her father still didn't recognize what she did for his fiefdom. How much she contributed, including the defenses she'd designed, the dogs she'd trained to save the lives of his men during battle, or the important truces she'd help to arrange. But why waste time being hurt? It wouldn't change anything and would only take precious time out of her day.

Dagmar reached for a loaf of bread and tore it apart. "The new batch of puppies looks very promising, Father. Very strong. Powerful." She tore the half of bread in her hands once more and gave Canute a portion.

Her father grunted again, but instead of waiting for an answer she didn't expect, Dagmar dug into the hot porridge one of the servants placed before her. Their mornings together, when he wasn't off defending his lands, were often like this. In fact, she'd become so very used to the silence or occasional grunt that when her father suddenly did speak to her, Dagmar nearly choked on her food.

"Pardon?" she said, once she'd swallowed.

"I said what message did you send out a few days ago with my seal on it?"

Dammit. "You allow me to use your seal and sign your name to almost all correspondence. So you'll have to be more specific, Fa —"

"Cut to it," he snarled.

So she would. "I sent a message to Annwyl of the Dark Plains."

He stared at her for so long, she knew he had no idea who she meant. "All right."


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What a Dragon Should Know 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 193 reviews.
NDN141414 More than 1 year ago
Big fan of the Dragon Kin series. Great character development. Be aware that when purchasing this bundle you get the full book(What a Dragon Should Know), 2 short stories (good stories made me want more), and an excerpt from Last Dragon Standing.
harstan More than 1 year ago
As the third born dragon son Gwenvael the Handsome knows his family thinks he is a fool though the women fall all over him. Thus he is taken aback when his seven months pregnant sister-in-law Queen Annwyl assigns him to a key mission. Because of her delicate condition, she cannot travel to negotiate a treaty with the Northlanders and the Beast; she orders him to go in her place; especially after his crack that she is big. Gwenvael would do anything for Annwyl, so he agrees. He revels in her confidence in him but accepts the mission mostly to escape her wrath and her husband his older brother Fearghus the Destroyer and his adopted sister Izzy the muscle queen before they beat his face into a bloody pulp for upsetting the pregnant queen. He arrives at his destination only to learn that the most feared warrior in the world the Beast is a brilliant human female Dagmar Reinholdt, whose ingenious plots have protected her father the warlord Reinholdt and their people. An even bigger shock than learning who the Beast is (to Gwenvael the Handsome) is that Dagmar with her glasses and plain robes on seems to ignore his beauty; women jump his bones and scales not scorn him. Instead to his greatest shock, she appreciates his intelligence, a first for a dragon who lives by his charm and looks. As Gwenvael tries to win Dagmar's heart, treachery from within threatens both their families. This is a super hysterical romantic fantasy starring a sly vainglorious dragon and a clever fraudulent human falling in love though she verbally rips off a few pounds of scales from his skin. Fans will laugh loudly at the gender war as Dagmar takes the handsome out of Gwenvael and Gwenvael takes the beast out of Dagmar. G.A. Aiken has written a tremendous irreverent tale that amusingly turns sexually changes Beauty and the Beast. Harriet Klausner
wolf-chick More than 1 year ago
I discovered the dragons after the 4th book had been written. This is really book number 5. You have to read all of the books she has written. If you read them out of order it doesn't matter. They are so good you will go back and read them in order no matter when you start the series. The next book comes out in November and I can not wait!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The novel What a Dragon Should know is a good story I enjoyed it . But the photo used to sell the novels imply's that you are getting four novels not just teasers of the stories. It will make me question every nook purchase In the FUTURE am I getting all that I am paying for.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
If I knew what to say to make everyone go out and buy this series, I would say it. I love these characters. There's tons of humor, but it's not a lighthearted read. And the humor doesn't feel forced on you, like the author is trying to make it funny, it just is! It's all in the dialogue. The way the family of dragons treat each other and the humans that are lucky enough to have found their way into the horde treat them and are treated. It's a family structure like you've never seen before! Oh the violence! But what do you expect when they are all a bunch of dragons! I would recommend the first two books be read before this one. There are several things that carried over from the previous books, but it's the characters you don't want to miss out on. Annwyl and Feargus from Dragon Actually and then Briec and Talaith from About a Dragon! And the secondary charcters from those two books, all played roles in What a Dragon Should Know. What a Dragon Should Know made me laugh and even weepy-eyed. It was a well rounded story with a healthy dose of everything that makes a book a good one. Not a good one, but a great one--a memorable one. Awesome plot with unexpected twists and turns. Fantastic character development. And a wonderful romance. There is no brooding male in What a Dragon Should Know. Oh no, just an arrogant and handsome dragon. But he does attempt to brood in order to woo his woman. Oh jeez, I am laughing just recalling one particular scene. I've never read a character quite like Gwenvael. This book goes back and forth between Dagmar and Gwenvael and all the other characters from the previous two books, expanding their characters further. And at no time did I wish the story would just stay with the h/h. Oh no, I wanted all the other characters too. Because each of them have such a unique personality, well, they all seem to be a bit violent and snarky and just plain fun, that I wanted them just as much as the h/h. I loved the first two books in the Dragon Kin series, but this third one totally had me captivated, but I don't think it would have had me so enthralled had I not already known the characters from the first two books. You're not just getting two characters. All of them seem to come to life, making their presence known and even anticipated. What a Dragon Should Know has, without a doubt, earned a spot in my top ten books! Definitely a 5 star book!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The entire series of dragons are fantastic. Very humorous and easy flowing storyline. Can't wait for more
SharingBooks More than 1 year ago
I've totally enjoyed this series! I loved the characters, got totally involved in the story, and found myself laughing out loud at the wit and charm. Defininately read these in order. Recommend: Kresley Cole's Immortals After Dark series; Gena Showalter's Lords of the Underworld series; J.R. Ward's Black Dagger Brotherhood series; and Jennifer Cruisie's Agnus and the Hitman.
Love-in-Louisiana More than 1 year ago
I have read countless romance novels, but this one is definitely at the top of the heap. The hilarity is the most significant draw, but the steamy love scenes and and the flawed characters make it even more worthwhile. It's not as raw and hot as the Black Dagger Brotherhood, but I'm definitely looking forward to reading the rest of the series.
TamaraAramaT More than 1 year ago
Excellent romance and steamy!!! Luv the characters. This series is a must for paranormal readers! Did I mention steamy??
jmtNYC More than 1 year ago
random search resulted a great read. Get all of them and read them in order. You will not be disappointed!
ISLANDFLOWER More than 1 year ago
this book had me laughing so hard
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The plot was expertly planned and the humor appreciated Thank You.
thewalkinggirl on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Sent by his sister-in-law Annwyl the Bloody to the Northlands to make an alliance with Dagmar Reinholdt, aka The Beast, that might save the lives of her unborn twins, the dragon known as Gwenvael the Handsome is astounded to discover that The Beast is actually a girl. So astounded that he falls to the ground in a fit of laughter. Dagmar, understandably, is not pleased. As she earned her name through cold-blooded plotting, Dagmar is determined to make the dragon pay for his mockery. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) for her, the colder she treats him the more determined he is to break through the facade -- usually by making her royally ticked off. And so it begins - fighting, laughing, eventually loving. Along the way are more dragons, more knights, some minotaurs, and a few gods of dubious intentions.As you can probably tell by the description, this is all pretty tongue-in-cheek, but Aiken/Laurenston has a unique gift for melding occasionally smutty, always over-the-top action with characters who have real heart. It's not for everyone, but if you've liked the previous stories I think you'll be pleased.
kw50197 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Funny and full of unexpected twists. A wonderful addition to the Dragon Kin series.
TheBooknerd on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Very fun and very sexy. I liked this book even more than the first of the series (I haven't read the second, yet). Gwenvael and Dagmar are both great characters -- the author gives them plenty of personality and depth. And once you throw them together, the chemistry lights up the page. If you're new to this author or series, bear in mind that there's a fair amount of morbidly comic melodrama; this isn't your typical, tearjerker romance novel. But then, that's a large part of the appeal, and all the giggles don't detract from the substance of the characters, their relationships, or their conflicts. I enjoyed every second of reading this and look forward to reading the rest of the series. So sit back and have fun with this one.
VirginiaGill on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
While there is a lot in each of the Dragon Kin series books this one in particular had me laughing out loud over and over again. I can't wait to read it again!
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Such a wild, loving, loyal dragon family. Their loves make you dream of such and their lovemaking makes you ache for that too!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Funny and sexy and magically good.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great book, extremely funny. One of my favorite authors and this is one of her top books.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Awesome story and character interplay,.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love Aiken's books as silk as the ones she writes s Shelly Laurenston. Her characters are so funny and you will laugh and food for them throughout the book....
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved the beginning of this series, however, the beginning is out of order. To really get the entire story you need to read the second half of this book first. Then go from there. If the story wasn't so amazing I would have said forget it, but it is truly that magnificent. It really is not the authors fault and the editing and publishing company's fault. I would suggest the author chose another company because this story is just that awesome.
tigerlilly_liz More than 1 year ago
~ 5 What a Dragon Stars ~ What a Dragon Should Know is book three in the Dragon Kin series by G.A. Aiken. I absolutely love thee’s dragon! This series has captured my heart and keeps me coming back. What a Dragon Should Know is a re-read for me. I love diving back into this world. Dagmar is the only daughter of The Reinholdt. She is a masterminded politician that kicks ass and can hold her own amongst the warriors, with a sharp tongue and iron will. Gwenvael the Handsome is the most fun-loving of all the dragons next to Eibhear. No one takes him seriously and that he uses to his advantage. I loved his attitude and sluttiness along with his loyalty to family. The author always finds a way to make the leads complement eachother, especially when they are an unlikely match. What I love most is that you feel the connections between the characters whether they are family, friends, or mates. The love that flows with the romance is strong and believable. The humor and banter is always great fun to read about and we get to see previous couples come back along with seeing how their relationships continue to develop.  I will always come back to this series. I can’t get enough of the fun loving, witty, sexy dragons! I highly recommend pick up the Dragon Kin.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Wow. Lots of story going on in this third book of the series. Really enjoying this dragon family!