Their Baby Dragon
(Not This #5.5)
Publication date: May 31st 2019
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Paranormal, Romance
COUNT DOWN TO DRAGON BABYEoin, Harbinger of Smoke and Darkness, and Angie, Angel Dragon of New Port are very pleased to announce they are expecting the birth of their first child in the Spring of 2019. The popular celebrity couple cannot wait to meet their newest addition. They were recently spotted at the premiere shifter obstetrician’s office looking upset.Stay tuned for updates. Warning: DO NOT approach couple, take pictures, or trespass on their land uninvited. Trust this reporter’s advice comes from firsthand experience.Dragons spotted in the sky, flying in the direction of our dragon couple’s castle. Hide your valuables, your daughters, and take to watching the sky. This reporter is signing out and headed to find out more.
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1 Not His Dragon – also in Audio
2 Not His Werewolf – also in Audio
3 Not His Vampire – also in Audio
4 Not His Christmas
5 Not Her Gargoyle
6 Not Her Alpha
“Wait.” Eoin disappeared into their huge walk-in closet and returned with a pair of rubber boots. “To keep your feet dry.”
“Why do you have a pair of boots my size?” Eoin was not the type of dragon who planned ahead, but he did own a lot of old crap.
He shrugged. “One of my sisters, probably. I noticed them when I was looking for a robe to fit…” He coughed and turned away.
“My belly,” she finished for him then rubbed said roundness. “I look like a pumpkin.”
He spun around. “You do and it’s so freaking cute.”
She held up a finger. “Don’t. Just don’t. Not if you ever want to share my bed again.”
“Angie, you’ve never been more beautiful.”
She shook her finger, daring him to say more. “I’m not wearing this. I’ll change shape and gather the wood myself.”
Eoin blew out a breath of frustration. “Babe, I’ll do the work and carry everything to whatever room you choose. I’ll even help you choose the trees if you let me.”
If she let him. Cutting words. He had wanted to assist building the first nest and she’d almost bitten off his head. Luckily, he had been in dragon form—his scales were too hard for her teeth to penetrate. “I’ve been a terrible mate.” She caressed her swollen abdomen. “I don’t want to be a terrible mother too.”
He paused in the middle of donning a black T-shirt, then tugged it the rest of the way on so he could glare. “You’re not terrible.” Tilting his head, he regarded her. “You’re the kindest dragon I’ve met.” He pressed his lips to her forehead and murmured against her skin. “You’ll be an awesome mother. Look at all you’ve done to prepare for his birth.” He covered her hands with his.
His wicked grin brushed against her skin. “Or her. Or maybe both.”She jerked out of his arms and playfully slapped at his shoulder. “Don’t even joke about that. You said dragons only develop one egg at a time.” Dear Lord, let that be true. Angie shuddered. She grew terrified when anticipating the birth.
Annie Nicholas writes paranormal romance with a twist. She has courted vampires, hunted with shifters, and slain a dragon’s ego all with the might of her pen. Riding the wind of her imagination, she travels beyond the restraints of reality and shares them with anyone wanting to read her stories. Mother, daughter, and wife are some of the other hats she wears while hiking through the hills and dales of her adopted state of Vermont.
Annie writes for Samhain Publishing, Carina Press, and Lyrical Press.