Excerpt from Book 1, PlAYING WITH FIRE
When he leaned his face down, Felicia’s breath hitched and her pulse started racing. Inside her belly, the flames shot higher and higher, wanting the kiss that was surely about to happen.
“Don’t,” she whispered despite the almost aching desire to feel that connection again.
Stopping a hair’s breadth before her face, he whispered back, “Why?”
His cool breath that smelled as minty and wintry as the whole man brushed over her trembling lips.
Struggling to put her conflicting feelings into words, she blurted out, “You’ll get burned.”
That purely masculine, dangerous grin tugged at his lips which were so enticingly close that she could almost taste them.
“What if I enjoy playing with fire?” he asked, voice deep and low and full of promise.
Excerpt from Book 2, DANCING WITH FIRE
“I’m going. I’m done with whatever child’s play or craziness this is,” she announced, scanning the afternoon sky for her zooming dragon way up high and sending out a silent call to it.
In an instant, Kyle was by her side, his heat more intense than ever. He grabbed her arm and wouldn’t let it go when she tried to yank it away. She glowered at him, unsettled by the dangerous flash in his amber eyes and by the way her body reacted to his touch.
“You’re absolutely gorgeous when you’re all fired up…pardon the pun,” Kyle said, his gravelly voice a predatory growl. The heat from his fingers would have singed her arm right through the blouse and blazer if she hadn’t been so fuelled by her own heat and magic running rampant. Somehow, part of her anger diffused, which was strange because she wanted to be angry, she rather liked it in defense to how confused Kyle made her and how exhausted the training session had left her.
“Flattering me won’t get you anywhere,” she said drily, but her voice didn’t come out half as harshly as she wanted it.
He raised his eyebrows at her, a little of his serious and furious mask slipping away to slink off until it was needed again.
“What will get me somewhere with you?” he asked, and there was no humor in his tone although his choice of words made it sound like a joke.
“How about honesty?”
Excerpt from Book 3, LIVING WITH FIRE
“Can you hear yourself? You sound like some fatalistic, maniacal sect member or the leader of a dangerously foolish occult movement,” he said with that unnerving, neutral calm of his.
To cover up the disappointment and hurt and anger at his reaction, Felicia threw her head back and laughed coldly, mirthlessly. She tossed her hair over one shoulder, stood up straight and stared into his eyes.
“Thanks for the suggestion. I think I’d rather like that. An occult movement revolving around the power of fire. I’ll be the terrifying fire goddess ruling mercilessly, with everyone falling at their feet and offering me their heart on a platter. I’ll make the world burn until it puts the sun to shame. Want to stick around and watch, snowman?”
As soon as the words had left her mouth, she wanted to take them back. What had she just said? This wasn’t her, this wasn’t normal, this wasn’t right! This was her Joshua she was wounding and repelling…and yet, she would not take the words back. Didn’t she have every right to behave like this?
The choice is yours. Rise and shine. Go out and rule!
The voice inside her mind was so powerful she half thought she had spoken the words out loud.
Beside her, Kyle was cackling and clapping his hands, and her fire dragon was turning cartwheels a little ahead. There was so much heat around her, inside her. It needed out.