When ace accountant Sara Keegan decides to settle down and run her quirky aunt’s New Age bookstore, she’s not looking for adventure. She doesn’t believe in fate or the magic of tarot cards, but when she’s saved from a vicious attack by a man who has the ability to turn into a fire-breathing dragon, she questions whether she’s losing her mind – or about to lose her heart.
Self-reliant loner Quinn Tyrrell has long been distrustful of his fellow Pyr. When he feels the firestorm that signals his destined mate, he’s determined to protect and possess Sara, regardless of the cost. Then Sara’s true destiny is revealed and Quinn realizes he must risk everything – even Sara’s love – to fulfill their entwined fates.
Genre: FICTION / Romance / Paranormal / ShiftersThis is the first book in my popular Dragonfire Novel series of paranormal romances featuring dragon shifter heroes, which is now complete with 13 books and a short story. I maintain a separate website, newsletter and Facebook page for my paranormal romances, including this series.
I would like to find translators interested in starting with this book but ultimately translating the entire series. I would prefer a team of translator and proofreader.
Quinn didn’t have to see the progression of the eclipse to feel when it was complete. He knew, right to his marrow, when it was time. He took a deep breath and shifted to his dragon form, memories crowding into his thoughts.
It was the first time in centuries that he had permitted his body to do what it did best; he realized only as he changed how much he had missed the transformation. The sense of power was magnificent, heady, and addictive. He felt joyous and strong and powerful.
And this time he was. The past had forged him into what he was. He was tempered and strong and ready to claim his mate. It was time for the Smith to ensure his own succession.
Quinn breathed fire into the forge, sending its flames higher and hotter than coal and coke could have made them. The heat would have driven him away in human form, even with his protective gear, but his dragon form welcomed the fire.
With his talons, he removed the mermaid door knocker from the fire where she waited. She was red-hot, gleaming and glowing, on the verge of turning into liquid. He finished the end of her tail with sure strokes. He had known when the iron took this feminine shape beneath his hand that his turn had come; he had known that he could finish the work only in dragon form.
His firestorm was coming.
The others, good and bad, would follow the beacon of its heat.
This time, he would triumph.
This time, he would protect what was his to defend.
He exhaled mightily, sending sparks dancing throughout his workshop, infusing the hot iron with his desire. The mermaid glittered as if she were made of fire, caught in a magical wind of Quinn’s making. She looked to be filled with sparks, but in truth, she was filled with the power of his will.
He was the Smith.
His talisman was struck.
Let them try to stop his firestorm.
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French
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Already translated.
Translated by Dave Dufour
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Rodrigo Peixoto
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Majo Dominguez
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