How Does A Monster Tamer Build Trust With Dangerous Creatures?

After being expelled from college for a violent outburst, I was sent to a school for monsters by my mom. Now I’m trapped between three dangerous monster boys: Raven, the cold, hypnotic vampire prince. Thorne, the wild, possessive Alpha heir. And Lucien, the dangerously charming incubus who watches me like he knows a secret I don’t. They hate each other. They confuse me. They want me. And no matter how hard I try to stay away… I keep falling for all three. But when strange things start happening—inhuman strength, sharpened senses, and cravings I can’t explain, I realize there’s something inside me. Something I can’t control. Something that doesn’t belong in their world... or mine.

It’s been two years since Kenzo was forcibly claimed by an elvish prince. Since then, a clear divide has been created among the elf factions - those who believe that only mates should be allowed to claim a dragon and those who believe that anyone should be allowed to claim them. Dragons are no longer safe, being hunted and ambushed by elvish troupes who want them. These elves do not care about mate bonds, nor do they care that the hybrid dragons are still children in their human form. They only care about the power that being a dragon rider brings them. These troupes are no longer permitted to attend the academy. Kenna is a hybrid, part fire dragon, part Lycan. She got her mother’s fire dragon gene as her primary gene, so she has a dragon form. Kenna has known for years that the elf king, Yhendorn, is her mate. He has waited years for her to mature in her human form to claim her dragon properly. Now, Kenna is nearly eighteen, and she knows that Yhendorn will be coming for her. Yhendorn is leading the battle against the elf factions who try to force dragons into unbonded claims. He disagrees with how some elves claim dragons, taking them away from their fated mates. While he battles to bring an end to the improper dragon claims, he knows that the time for him to claim his dragon is quickly approaching. Will Yhendorn finally be able to claim his fire dragon? Will Kenna submit and join Yhendorn on his quest to change the elvish laws? Can the two of them fight together to bring the change that is so desperately needed between the dragons and the elves? Find out in this seventh installment of the Elemental Dragon series.

‘Even the wildest of beasts, can be tamed.’ They called him the Mad Alpha, a name he’d earned after turning against his own father, dethroning him and claiming his title, all out of his hunger for power. His name alone struck fear in the hearts of even the bravest, no one was foolish enough to cross him, well except one with a death wish. Kate had just escaped a toxic marriage, all she wanted was a fresh start, but fate clearly had other plans for her. She’s met with the greatest shock of her life; she’s the Mad Alpha’s second chance mate. She would never survive him, that was a fact. Good thing the Mad Alpha had very high standards. She’d never make the cut, at least not with all the rumors of her infertility and divorce going around, but she’s about be met with yet another surprise. ~ “I don’t need a guardian. I can handle myself just fine against any attacker.” “You might be right about that, but it’s not them you’ll be needing protection from.”

He lowered his head and angrily placed a kiss on my lips, I had felt the passion, love and compassion in his previous kisses but right now he was venting out all his anger. He bit my lower lip hard until it was completely swollen and began to bleed, I wanted to cry in pain but he didn't give me a chance and his tongue pried my mouth open and with the help of it he pulled my tongue into his mouth and then bit my tongue. At this moment he was completely consumed by anger and out of his senses, I wanted to use my magic to get rid of him but I could not do that too as he had one of my wrists twisted which was now turning numb with pain and the other was pinned above my head against the wall. Soon his fangs pierced my tongue and this time finally a sharp painful shout left my throat and hit his lips. My lips were now trembling and I just wanted to push him away but as much as I tried that, he kept pushing his body against mine making me loose my mind completely. My painful voice brought him back to his senses and his lips and teeth finally left my mouth, tears flowed through my eyes due to the pain and I looked at him angrily that was when he finally spoke "I told you to be careful but you do every possible thing to rile me up. Your scent is completely different from every person on this earth, it is so appealing and inviting that anyone can find you and that means that no matter how hard you try, you can't escape from me."

— Sold. Claimed. Bound to a monster. When Sena’s own family betrays her to supernatural slave traders, she thinks her nightmare can’t get worse. Then the cursed Alpha King buys her at auction—not as a servant, but as his mate. Kael Ravencroft is the beast who slaughtered his own pack in a single night of madness. Now he’s trapped Sena with an ancient moon bond, tying her life to his in the cruelest way possible: if he dies, she dies too. He claims he needs her healing magic to break his curse. She’d rather see him burn. But in his ruined kingdom, Sena discovers the horrifying truth—three hundred innocent souls died because of a betrayal that destroyed everything Kael loved. And her power might be the only thing standing between him and complete darkness. Now she faces an impossible choice: help the monster who bought her, or watch him fall to a curse that will consume them both. Some bonds are forged in darkness. Some love is born from fury. And some healers must decide if a beast is worth saving.

After discovering that my sworn enemy was an incubus, I threatened him. "Marty, as long as you let me touch your tail, I'll keep your secret." Marty was both ashamed and furious, but in the end, with his face burning red, he still shoved his tail into my hand. Biting his lip in reluctant humiliation, he said, "We agreed—only once a day. Not a single touch more." But later, the very man who had insisted on "only once a day" knelt on the floor, crying as he begged me to touch it again, just one more time.