Dragons Love Curves

Ciara is the best damn wedding planner this side of anywhere, but she's no thief. That's exactly what the sexy-ass dragon shifter has accused her of - stealing his treasure. She's going to steal something of his all right, his sanity, if he doesn't let her go so she can get back to giving couples their happy-ever-afters. It's the best way to ignore the fact she's sure she'll never get her own. Not with any man, or even a dragon.

Fleur Anthousai, a curvy earth witch, has known since birth that she has a destiny to fulfill. Too bad nobody told her what it was. She hopes her friends, the Wolfe pack of Blue Creek, might have finally pointed her in the right direction when she's invited to the multi-pack scenting ceremony. Surely, becoming a wolf mate will set her on the path to understanding her own prophecy.  

Ky Puru is the best chance anyone has to get the soul of the Golden Dragon Wyvern back. Nothing will stand in his way - not demons, not witches, not even the king of hell himself. There's only one problem. Jada, the thief, is a succubus...and his true mate. Jada needs to get away from her coven and find a life she can call her own. If it involves baked goods instead of blood, that would be great. But, that's not going to happen, and this sexy dragon warrior that wants to claim her as his mate is the reason why.

Cage Gylden is one lucky son of a dragon. He should have died when his soul shard was stolen, but his mate saved his life. Too bad he's never met her and she's in hell. As a warrior, he will do everything in his power to defeat the Black Dragon and rescue her, whether she wants to be saved or not, even if he has to sacrifice his own life. Everyone Azynsa loves gets hurt or dies. She won't allow herself to feel for those around her, not since her father died and her mother's people came for her. These two are in for one hell of a time trying to save each other, and themselves. 

It shouldn't be a surprise to Azy that her pregnancy is...different. Everything else about her has been too. A girl from Chicago who is half mermaid and mated to a dragon Wyvern? Yeah. That's not exactly the kind of life she can talk to anyone about. But she's only a few months along and already the size of a house. She'll happily let her little ones take over her entire body if it will keep them safe from the woes of the world, which not only include the dark forces of hell, but also uninvited mermaids, a whole crew of wedding planning friends, and a bizarre prophecy.

I know full well I don't get to even feel love, much less fall in it. No soul, no soulmate. Ever. I don't have room for stolen kisses and fantasies of of making her mine. I've got to break the curse on my brethren and take down the King of Hell. So why is the dragon part of me insisting on marking and claiming this strange and beautiful woman who just walked into my life (and drank my beer)?