Novels by Rhea Lindsey

The morning sun blinded Madchen as she opened her eyes. She sat up in the bed, rubbing them blearily as she gathered her bearings, remembering last night’s escapades.Drago had taken her in the gentlest way;making love to her for half the night. It was a blissful experience, his warm mouth caressing her breasts,his hands roaming her body,the way he stoppe

Everyone clapped as the two of them stood there, in a warm embrace. Soon, his family disappeared and they were on their way back to their little cottage by the tropical sea.Madchen tensed as Drago picked her up, carrying her bridal style into the cottage.

Madchen fidgeted nervously in her new dress. Drago had certainly thought of everything,she thought to herself. Standing in front of the full length mirror,she watched as the attendants he hired fussed with her satiny coral cocktail dress. Her Fiery hair cascaded down her shoulders in spiraling curls,and her fingernails and toes were painted a matching coral as well.

Drago’s boat pulled into the dock at their hotel. Madchen squealed with delight when she saw the little white cottages lined up on the shore . White sand and blue-green water were everywhere she looked.She opted to leave Thor with Nick back on the family island. He and his brothers were taking care of operations while Drago was giving his mate a well-deserved

Madchen could feel the heat bearing down on her as the boat motored out of the little cove. Even through her expensive new sunglasses, she squinted as she looked around. The calam water sat so still that it gave a reflection of glass and she could see to the bottom, which was only around three feet.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze.“As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.Madchen on the other hand, was mesmerized by her handsome dark suitor, who claimed he loved her. Maybe dragons were more passionate than humans ever dreamed, and maybe she had fallen under his magical spell, and she was hopelessly smitten by this magical being who wrapped her protectively in his shiny onyx wings.“I see she didn’t get far,” Madchen pulled away from Drago’s arms, to find Nick standing there, shiny crimson wings unfolded from his back. He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on. Nick threw Drago a pai