Blood of the Drakon, #2
by N.J. Walters
Publication Date: April 24th 2017
Publisher: Entangled: Select Otherworld
Publisher: Entangled: Select Otherworld
Genres: Adult, , Paranormal, Romance
The Book Junkie Reads . . . Review of . . . DRAKON’S PREY (Blood of the Drakon, #2) . . . I love me some dragons, period. No matter good, bad, neutral. I got acquainted with this series with the first book, Drakon’s Blood, last year. I got pulled in and surrounded by the richness of the world that was created. I stayed and enjoyed the romance of the half-breed, Darius, and his Sarah. I knew that that another would be coming. I knew that I would fall in love with the characters chosen. I got myself to Tarrant and Valeriya.
Leading us to her involvement in all of this makes for a good read. She has step in to the wrong/right territory. For the right reasons and my just get something much better than she ever dreamed as a reward. She was being tracked or hunted. Not quite sure how I want to classify this one.
There was hot sex. A hunt or two. A kidnapping. A supposed rescue. A seduction. Limited action. Limited depth. The world carries in from the first book. I personally would say read book one before reading book two. Things carry over and provide connection between the two. It also allows for you to see the steps toward growth.
I’m looking forward to book three.
Blood of the Drakon series:
Drakon’s Blood – Blood of the Drakon, #1
Drakon’s Prey – Blood of the Drakon, #2
Valeriya Azarov turned her back on the family business to write and illustrate children’s books. But with a sister who leads the Knights of the Dragon, it’s impossible to get away from the secret society whose mission is to destroy and enslave dragons. When information falls into her hands along with the opportunity to save at least one of the ancient creatures, she can’t turn away any longer.
When a woman moves into the cabin above Tarrant Cooper’s secret underground lair, he’s both suspicious and intrigued. He hasn’t lasted four thousand years being careless, so when he suspects her of being a part of the Knights, the plan is to kidnap her and find out how much the organization knows about him and his brothers.
He’s drawn to Valeriya, but trusting her could get him killed. Even if she’s a pawn in the war between drakons and Knights, giving her his heart would mean forever.
“What’s your name?” she suddenly demanded. She’d kissed him and didn’t even know his name.
He opened the refrigerator door and pulled out several packages.
“Hey.” She knew it was crazy to demand anything from this man, but she was past all caution. “I asked you a question.”
“And if I answer it, you’ll never be able to leave here.” The way he said it, with little inflection, stopped her in her tracks.
It was a variation of “If I tell you, I’ll have to kill you.” It was used in the movies all the time, but Valeriya didn’t think this man was joking. “We both know I’m never getting out of here anyway, so why don’t you tell me who you are?” Maybe if she befriended him, she could get him to release her.
And then where would she go? The Knights were everywhere.
She swayed as her knees went weak. All she’d wanted to do was warn Darius Varkas about the Knights and go back home to her life. Now she feared she was truly going to die.
“What the hell?” Her captor was around the counter and caught her before she hit the floor. He scooped her up as though she weighed nothing and set her on one of the stools on the far side of the island. “Are you all right?” He hovered beside her but was no longer touching her.
It was as though he was afraid to touch her. She wasn’t sure if that was for her benefit or for his. She should be trying to figure out a way to escape, fighting the growing attraction she had for her captor. She wasn’t a guest here, but an unwilling visitor.
Unfortunately, it didn’t quite feel that way. It suddenly occurred to her that her intuition was silent. Yes, he was a very dangerous man, no doubt about it, but she didn’t feel as though he was a danger to her.
Her gift had chosen a really bad time to go haywire.
“What does it matter, if you’re going to kill me?” She’d rather get it over with than to drag it out indefinitely. And she really didn’t want to be tortured.
He swore, long and fluently, and in a language she didn’t understand. Did that mean he wasn’t American, or did he simply know other languages?
“Tarrant. My name is Tarrant. And I told you I wasn’t going to kill you.”
She rested her elbows on the counter to steady herself. “For now. You said you weren’t going to kill me right now.”
He swore again. “No one is killing anyone.
N.J. Walters is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who has always been a voracious reader, and now she spends her days writing novels of her own. Vampires, werewolves, dragons, time-travelers, seductive handymen, and next-door neighbors with smoldering good looks—all vie for her attention. It’s a tough life, but someone’s got to live it.
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