Sunday, March 12, 2017

Drakon's Prey by N.J. Walters

Tarrant needs to work on his woman manners, “eff.” Tarrant swore. Next thing she knew, she was back in his arms and he was carrying her over to one of the large sofas. He sat and patted her awkwardly on the back. “Stop crying. I told you I wasn’t going to kill you.” These Drakon men are possessive as heck, "Tarrant growled and dragged her away from his brother. “Get your own woman.” Each book gets better and better and I can't wait for the next one.

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