Are you ready for Champ? This dragon stud might be limited on land thanks to being a water dragon but there's no finer protector for Queen Margery. If you love dragon shifters don't miss this newest installment in the Emerging Queens series.
He can never have her, but he'll protect her with his life.
After newly shifted sky dragon Queen Margery is rescued from smugglers by water dragon Remy Champlain, she debates whether to flesh out the story that nearly got her killed or embrace her royalty and build a court of protectors and studs. Sparks fly between Remy and her. He’d love her to give up her job and settle down…hopefully with him…but he can’t fly and she can’t swim, so their relationship can never get off the ground.
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This finely woven story about emerging dragon queens is amazing. The authors unique writing style draws the reader into the mystery behind the missing women and wondering how Remy and Queen Margery could possibly have a relationship with their dragons being polar opposites.
Her attention to detail gives the reader a front seat to beautiful imaginary and there were times I wish I could fly like one of her dragons. It was interesting how she dealt with Remy since he is a water dragon and has no hands or feet so he can't fly to protect his Queen Margery.
At times I wanted to shake Margery because her reporter part of her personality just couldn't be quiet...but this part is satisfactorily resolved by the ending and I was pleased with how it was dealt with.
I give this 4 stars.
An copy was gifted in exchange for an honest opinion via Netgalley.
Excerpt 1:
Margery was lying out in
the sun again. She felt the heat press into her bones from the hard deck under
her and the rays beating into her skin.
Bliss.
Listening, she could hear the creak of the deck chair and the
splash of the waves. Where was Remy?
She wanted to open her eyes and sit up, but she didn’t know
where they were. Would she be flashing all of Lake Champlain? Her hands inched
around on the deck hoping to find her bikini. No luck. But she did feel a sheet
balled up at the very edge of her reach. Snatching it, she wrapped it around
herself and sat up and wobbled—she’d had tequila hangovers that didn’t feel
like this. When her eyes adjusted to the sunlight, she realized she was alone.
“Remy?” she called. She didn’t feel up to standing, so she sat
there on deck and wondered why she’d passed out. It had just been starting to
get good, too. Margery touched her lips where Remy’s kisses had left their
brand then smiled and hoped he didn’t think he’d frightened her.
While she’d gotten really cold, and the dark did remind her
briefly of being a prisoner below deck with the pirates, that’s where the
similarities ended. Margery knew Remy would never hurt her. She wasn’t sure why
she’d passed out, but it had nothing to do with him. Concentrating, she tried
to emerge into a dragon so she could fly around the lake, but pain jackhammered
into her skull until she was retching bile over the side of the deck.
“Shit,” she gurgled.
She thumped back to the deck and closed her eyes until the pain
went away, which took longer than she expected. Luckily, the sun’s warmth bored
into her every pore, and the headache eased to a mild throb. Margery stretched
and rolled over so she wouldn’t get sunburned.
Too bad she’d passed out. She didn’t quite get the politics of
the consort thing, but if it was a choice between Remy, Casimiro, and a total
stranger, her best bet was Remy. It didn’t have to be love, after all. Not yet,
anyway. It would have been nice to have a night of mind-blowing sex and fall
asleep cuddled up in a man’s arms. Ever since Casimiro did a number on her
heart, Margery wasn’t too keen on letting that organ decide her bed partners.
Her libido had good taste, and right now Remy would fit the bill. If she could
stay conscious for it.
A big wave lifted the boat, and she clutched at the deck as the
vessel swayed nearly to tipping. Then Remy launched onto the deck. He was fully
dressed and not even dripping.
She squinted up at him. “How do you do that?”
“Did you have a nice night?” he asked, turning his back on her
to go to the helm and raise the anchor.
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About the author:
Jamie Kleinkauf-Schmidt has over thirty short stories published in small press and ezines. She holds a Bachelor of Arts Degree from the State University of New York at New Paltz in Secondary Education English, which is a fancy way of saying she went to college to teach high school English. When that didn’t pan out, she worked as a call center manager, a Tupperware consultant, a paralegal, and finally a technical writer for a major conglomerate company. She is an active member in the Romance Writers of America (RWA), serving as the PRO liaison for her local chapter Connecticut Romance Writers of America (CTRWA).
Jamie Kleinkauf-Schmidt has over thirty short stories published in small press and ezines. She holds a Bachelor of Arts Degree from the State University of New York at New Paltz in Secondary Education English, which is a fancy way of saying she went to college to teach high school English. When that didn’t pan out, she worked as a call center manager, a Tupperware consultant, a paralegal, and finally a technical writer for a major conglomerate company. She is an active member in the Romance Writers of America (RWA), serving as the PRO liaison for her local chapter Connecticut Romance Writers of America (CTRWA).
When not writing, Jamie relaxes with a mug of hot tea and knits or makes beaded jewelry. She sells her handcrafted items at The Dudley Farm during the summer. A voracious reader, Jamie has a Kindle and is not afraid to use it.
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