The Warrior King
(Inferno Rising #3)
By Abigail Owen
"Clever, seductive, and unique,
Abigail Owen's paranormal romances are totally addictive!"~NY Times
Bestselling Author, Carrie Ann Ryan
Meira Amon is the most reserved of the
phoenixes, finding computers easier to deal with than people and their messy
emotions. But she wants revenge against the Rotting King Pytheios for the
murder of her parents just as much as her sisters. Offering herself as a queen
for their ally, dragon shifter King Gorgon of the Black Clan, only makes sense.
Just one problem…
Samael Veles worked his lowborn ass off to become the fiercest warrior of
the Black Clan. He has pledged his life to protect his king at all costs. Yet
somehow, in the middle of war, he took one look at a woman in a reflection and
gave up his heart. When that woman turns out to be the phoenix promised to mate
his king and help bring peace to their kind, he has no choice but to accept it.
Until her fire unexpectedly
destroys the king after they’ve wed. Now Samael must choose between his loyalty
to his clan and protecting the queen who might be his mate from his people’s
wrath, one of which will unlock a destiny no one could have ever imagined…
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A
movement in the back corner of the room caught Samael’s attention, and
everything inside him stilled, readying for a fight. He didn’t move yet,
waiting to confirm the threat.
Except
nothing stood in the room over there. Another check showed an ornate mirror
hanging several feet above the floor. He must’ve seen the movement of someone
in the room, and no one here was a threat. Not anymore.
Not that
he relaxed.
Breaking into the gold clan’s mountain to put
Brand Astarot on the throne wasn’t exactly safe. Samael did another sweep,
using all his senses, not really listening as Brand addressed the gold clan’s viceroys who sat on the dais and
then had them ushered
out of the room. Taking a throne shouldn’t be this easy. Holding it would no
doubt be more difficult. They couldn’t let down their guard. Not yet.
A
movement over by the mirror snagged Sam’s
attention again. He looked harder, and another flash drew his gaze…inside
the mirror.
What in
the seven hells?
The
reflection was moving, glowing almost, with…flames? Except the brightness
didn’t flicker through the throne room.
Slowly,
Samael slunk nearer for a better angle. The second he got a full look, his body
went quiet. Then his dragon rumbled in his head, a long purr of a sound. The
reflection in the mirror was that of a woman, tall and willowy with strawberry-blond
curls wild around her face lifted by the flames that danced over her body. Only
a very few fire creatures had that kind of power. Was she a dragon shifter? Her
manner of dress, though—almost medieval in appearance—brought him to ghost. But
ghosts didn’t light on fire.
Whoever—or
whatever—she was, she seemed to be watching the proceedings with interest.
Samael
turned his head, searching for where she would have to be standing in the room
for that mirror to pick her up, except no one was there. He whipped his head
back—she hadn’t moved. She was definitely there.
Am I
seeing ghosts now?
Samael
moved directly in front of the mirror, directly into her line of sight, staring
her down.
The
woman froze. Except she thawed as quickly as she’d turned to ice, her glacial
eyes turning darker blue as her gaze skated over him. The way she took him in,
with an almost childlike innocence—it was as though she didn’t know he was
standing there watching her check him out. What did she see, anyway? A hardened
soldier who’d achieved more than anyone had ever expected he could?
Her aura
of soul-stirring susceptibility reached through the glass and wrapped around
him. A conflagration of emotions exploded inside his chest—dark need, harsh
possessiveness, and the strangest sense of knowing. The flood of it left him
almost dizzy.
Her own
gaze flickered. Awareness flared in her eyes—he saw it. He was sure he saw it.
Only that awareness was quickly replaced by a cold fear as her gaze connected
with his. The woman held still, not even daring to breathe.
“Who are
you?” he demanded. The words came out harsher than he wanted, his dragon
pushing to be released.
With a
gasp, she stumbled backward, and the image suddenly changed. He found himself
staring at his own reflection, his black eyes stunned.
Author
Bio:
Multi-award-winning author, Abigail Owen,
writes paranormal romance & upper YA fantasy romance. She loves plots that
move hot and fast, feisty heroines with sass, heroes with heart, a dash of
snark, and oodles of HEAs! Other titles include wife, mother, Star Wars geek,
ex-competitive skydiver, spreadsheet lover, Dr. Seuss quoter, eMBA,
organizational guru, Texan, Aggie, and chocoholic.
Abigail 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)
and an MBA. However, she swiftly discovered that writing without imagination is
not nearly as fun as writing with it.
Abigail currently resides in Austin, Texas, with her own
swoon-worthy hero, their angelic (mostly) kids, who are growing up way too
fast, and 2 adorable fur babies.
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Crossover
Series – Fire’s Edge
Love the kings and
clans of the Inferno Rising series? Wonder what’s happening over in the
colonies where Enforcers protect and defend dragon shifter’s way of life? Check
them out in Abigail’s Fire’s Edge crossover series!
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