Bears are supposed to live in the woods. Just not the kind who send you to the moon.

Selena Aires
I promised my friend in his final days that I would find the place I was destined for. Neither of us had a clue what that meant, but searching for it after he's gone helps me cope with my grief, and I pack up my art supplies and hit the highway. When I stop for gas in Quincy, Thomas is waiting for me—in spirit. So, I stay—and find my dream cottage with a studio, hiking trails out the back door, and a quaint old tavern called the Starlight with a cozy booth in the corner. I set out my sketchbook and pencils and get busy drawing faces—my way of getting to know people while I enjoy a beer.

It works. I'm making friends and filling my journal with diverse characters typical of a crossroads pub. But diversity doesn't explain why the people coming to life on my pages are the stuff of fairytales. The most fascinating is Andras Johns, and I wonder more often whether the towering man who sets me on fire with one look is the prince in the story or the beast lurking in the woods.

Andras Johns
I've been the alpha of the North Star Pack long enough to know better. My policy? Never mix it up with a human and risk exposing a vulnerable species to the hazards of my world. But there's a new face in town. A beautiful, human face. What do I do the first time Selena Aires gives me her smile? I smile back. It's a mistake—and I know I'm done for, which is a problem because an alpha can't break his own rules.

And those hazards I mentioned? They just ramped up. The tempting Ms. Aires couldn't be more off-limits. If only she didn't have her own ideas about that.

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Enjoy a paranormal romance filled with heart, featuring a towering, smokin' hot cinnamon roll hero and a petite, kickass heroine as they merge their two worlds within the cozy confines of a California mountain town.

This is the beginning of a three-part paranormal romance adventure and not a standalone novel. The thrills, surprises, and action ramp up in Drago Incendium, Book Two in The Starlight Chronicles. Low to medium open-door spice and adult language.