I'm excited to welcome my friend Abigail Owen. Abigail is a regular contributor to the Paranormal Romantics blog. I've read about her new release, and it sounds like a really great book. I also read the prequel The Mate (see below, it's free) and was fascinated by how she writes dragon stories. I can't wait to read this one.
The Boss
(Fire’s Edge #1)
By Abigail Owen
The hotter the
fire, the deeper the burn…
Finn Conleth leads his team of enforcer dragon
shifters with an iron fist and a cold heart. Every dragon seeks his destined
mate, but the process to turn the woman he once thought was his killed her and
devastated him. He will never risk his heart again. His team is his family now.
When his body eventually gives out, he’ll leave, living his last days alone.
Delaney Hamilton moved across the country to escape
the freak fires that plague her. But when another suspicious fire erupts and
rapidly escalates around her, her hopes for a new life go up in smoke. She has
no choice but to turn to the mysterious men who come to her aid.
Finn knows the fire is dragon-caused, which puts
Delaney’s problems directly in his jurisdiction. No matter how her wounded grey
eyes call to every part of him, he refuses to risk her life in the mating
process.
Until another
dragon threatens to claim Delaney for his own, and Finn has to sacrifice everything
to keep her alive…
Buy Links:
Book Info:
Publisher: Entangled
Publishing, Amara
Author: Abigail
Owen
Cover Art: KAM
Designs
Page Count: 350
Word Count: 90k
Release Date: 9/24/2018
Steam Rating: Hot
Free
Prequel Short Story
Get an early start
on the series with a prequel short story to the Fire’s Edge series. “The Mate” is available for FREE via all retailers.
OR… Join Abigail’s
newsletter to get a copy now. http://eepurl.com/Lw2XH
Praise
for The Boss:
✭✭✭✭✭ Abigail Owen is a rising
star in paranormal romance! Her dragons
are sexy, suspenseful, and smoking hot--an electrifying new series. ~NY Times Bestselling Author Alyssa Day
✭✭✭✭✭
Paranormal romance doesn't get much better than The Boss. A sexy shifter hero,
a spunky, no-nonsense heroine, heart-clenching emotion, and worldbuilding at
its best. This story nearly set my Kindle on fire. Bring on the next book cause
I can't wait! ~USA Today & National Bestselling
Author Anna J. Stewart
✭✭✭✭✭
It is an excellent start to the new Fire's Edge series. Abigail Owen has a best-seller series on her
hands with this one. ~Moonshine’s Corner
Excerpt:
No
way was she misinterpreting the need reflecting back at her.
Say it,
she silently urged. Too proud to beg out loud. Do something.
“What
do you want, Finn?” she repeated.
Please.
He
tipped his head down, though his gaze remained on her, but the light in those
blue depths shifted, turning from banked need, held ruthlessly in check, to a
possessiveness that drew her body into aching awareness.
He
pulled lightly on her wrist, drawing her across what had been an impassable
chasm of space, until she was flush against his hard body. His other hand came
under the fall of her hair to rest against her neck.
She
didn’t look away, not even as he lowered his head, his movement agonizingly
slow. His mouth only a whisper from hers, he stopped.
“You,”
he said. “I want you.”
Finally. She
had no idea if she closed the distanced between their lips or if he did. She
only knew that she was getting exactly what she wanted.
Sensation
forced her eyes closed as the heat of him seeped into her skin, her body
flushing with it, swamping her senses. Their tongues tangled, his mouth hard
and urgent against hers, like he couldn’t get enough, like he needed to possess
her. The speed of her body’s reaction was so fast, so immediate, that she went
dizzy with the need, like looking over the edge of a terrifying drop.
She
was too out of her element, too out of control, but she didn’t want to stop.
She wanted more.
He
released her wrist, wrapping his arm around her waist, her softness yielding to
his hard body as he held her closer. At the same time, he loosened his grip on
her neck, brushing over the sensitive skin at her nape with his fingers.
Shards
of electricity zapped from that simple touch directly to her core, which
throbbed in response. At the same time, warmth from that touch spread through
her on a wave of a feeling akin to total acceptance. Like this was where she
was supposed to be. A low moan dragged from her mouth as he lifted her, just
enough that it put him in complete control. He slipped a thigh between her
legs, then pressed her down.
Holy
hell.
Delaney
leaned into him, her body softening into his, attuned to what his wicked hands
and lips were doing to her even as her heart beat fast has hummingbird’s wings
just to be in his arms. She arched into him, moving against him with a moan.
His
hand slid under her shirt and he brushed against the sensitive flesh at her
waist, his skin warm against hers. Which only made her want more skin.
With
eager hands, she tugged at his black t-shirt, breaking their kisses only long
enough to pull it over his head. Then she allowed her hands to roam, to feel
the rigid strength in his body, loving the heat of him, the bourbon and Coke
smell of him.
A
shudder shook his body. “I want you.” He paused, then
said something else under his breath. Something like, “More than I should let
myself.” But then his lips were back on hers, addling her senses and taking
over her mind.
A
bellow rent the air and jerked Delaney out of the oblivion of pleasure where
she floated. She snapped her head up, breaking the kiss to listen. Another
sound that she could only classify as a roar broke the stillness.
“What
was that?” she asked. Fear, rather than need, had her heart tripping over
itself inside her chest. “It sounds like a…wounded animal.”
Finn
gave a low rumble that sounded more like a warning growl than anything a human
would make, and her heart slammed into high gear. Slowly, dread pulling at her,
she turned her head to look directly at him.
To
encounter eyes ablaze. Not figuratively. Literally
ablaze. Blue flames consumed his irises.
What the hell? Panic
spiked inside her, and her breath came out in short, sharp bursts, speeding up
as she absorbed what she was seeing.
Adrenaline
joined the fear and she shoved his chest. Hard.
She
must’ve surprised him, because Finn released her, stumbling back a few paces.
She managed to keep her feet under her, then scrambled back, trying not to trip
over any rocks in her path.
He
held up his hands. “Delaney, don’t—”
She
did the only thing she could. She ran.
Author
Bio:
Award-winning paranormal romance author, Abigail
Owen, grew up consuming books and exploring the world through her writing. She
attempted to find a practical career related to her favorite pastime by earning
a degree in English Rhetoric (Technical Writing). However, she swiftly
discovered that writing without imagination is not nearly as fun as writing
with it.
No matter the genre, she loves to write witty, feisty
heroines, sexy heroes who deserve them, and a cast of lovable characters to
surround them (and maybe get their own stories). She currently resides in
Austin, Texas, with her own personal hero, her husband, and their two children,
who are growing up way too fast.
