This is it—release day for Sirens and Scales!
How about a few more exclamation points?!!!!!!!!!!
Today only Sirens and Scales still 99 cents but the price is set to increase anytime tomorrow. If you haven’t preordered, now is you last change to pick up this incredible limited edition box set of 20+ Dragon and Mermaid novels including the WORLD premiere of my brand new book DRAGONMOUNT at this incredible introductory price.
If you are one of the lucky ones who preordered, check you eReader, because Sirens and Scales is probably already in your hot little hands!
Enjoy, guys! I really hope you love DRAGONMOUNT, and don’t forget to check out the other great authors in the set.
If you still need a little coaxing, here is the first chapter of DRAGONMOUNT to get you in the mood…
Things can’t get any worse than being snatched by a dragon, until Anna is dropped into a bloodthirsty battle for the Draconic crown.
A trip to New Zealand was supposed to be a fun distraction for Anna after yet another painful breakup. Instead, she’s snatched and flown away by a mythical beast bent on making her his queen. Anna’s rare blood type makes her the only viable mate in the islands, and with scores of dragons looking for her, escape isn’t likely.
Joe is the youngest and smallest dragon in the competition to become king. Now that he’s found Anna, all he needs to overthrow the current corrupt monarch is to bring her back to Dragonmount. He’s injured and unable to fly, though, and each passing second increases the risk of discovery.
If the current king finds Anna, he will use her to secure his throne and slaughter her to celebrate his victory. Anna is Joe’s to protect, and he will not allow the king to defile her or his people ever again— even if it means challenging a dragon five times his size.
If you love the feels you get from Jennifer L. Armentrout and the shape-shifting goodness of Talon, you’ll roar for DRAGONMOUNT.
Anna dragged her fingertips along the glass, taking in the rolling, green valley spread out beyond the rooftops outside her hotel room window. The snow-capped mountains in the distance called to her, promising views she’d been dreaming of since she first saw hobbits and elves on the movie screen.
New Zealand. She could hardly believe it.
She drew in a deep breath. When she first started planning this vacation with Andrew, it was a pipe dream— the mutual coup de gras of their bucket lists. It was supposed to be their honeymoon.
Until a honeymoon was no longer needed.
The television cut to a commercial for toothpaste as her sister walked through the room reading a pamphlet.
“It says here that those mountains you’re staring at are called Aoraki.” She pointed to the text. “The original settlers believed that the sons of the sky god got their canoe stuck on a reef. They froze to death and became the mountains.” She smiled. “That’s kind of creepy. Right up your alley.”
Anna pressed her forehead to the glass, allowing the pane to cool her skin as she watched people wander the streets below.
“Right now these Maori people are celebrating some sort of ancient fertility festival called the Seventeen Year.” Sybil snorted. “Fertility, huh? Sounds like my kind of party.”
Of course it was. Anything her sister could relate to sex was a good time.
The television commercial cut to a news anchor. She picked up a stack of papers and tapped them twice on the desktop.
“Breaking news from North Island,” the woman announced. “Sources investigating the recent rash of murders report that the bodies of at least two more women were found in the Wellington area this morning. Local law enforcement asks all New Zealand, especially women, to take extra precautions while traveling at night. More on this story, and the women behind these growing statistics tonight at eleven.”