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Thursday, April 11, 2019

Stealing Hope by Beverly Ovalle


The apocalypse has come and gone.
Those who survived learned to adapt.
Dragons awaken to once again reign over the skies.
Upon eruption of a volcano, Ari awakens to a changed world, and a knowing that
his dragon's mate is near. He saves her twice—once as a dragon, and again as
a man—and wins her confidence.
Hope cried out, moaning, “just change me with pleasure?”
Hope is restless and unfulfilled until she meets Ari, the man of her fantasies. The
sensual tension between them heightens with every touch. When their passion
explodes, Hope gets pulled into the dragon's mating ritual…and into a world of
erotic sensation she never dreamed existed but now cannot live without. The
dragon binds his mate to him with a ritual that shows Hope her true nature in this
humorous erotic romance.



Excerpt #1:
Hope didn’t see him for long, though she’d gotten an eyeful. Ari was thick with muscles, not an ounce of fat. Oh my god, everywhere, and she did mean everywhere! She could hardly look away. Hope couldn’t help but squeal when he picked her up. Her legs against his arms and chest sent a shiver through her. His heat made Hope feel like she was burning up. She shuddered.
“Put me down. I’m not going in the lake.”
“Oh yes you are. Since you won’t undress and your clothes need it anyway, in you go.”
With that, Hope flew through the air, landing with a splash in the lake. She sputtered and came up, wheeling her arms to get above water.
“You jerk!” Oh, she saw red. “How dare you!” 
Ari stood in the water to his ankles laughing.
He had tossed her a good six feet away and let her sink like a stone. He didn’t even know if she could swim! “What if I couldn’t swim, huh? What would you do then?” Hope was so mad she splashed him.
Ari just laughed.
She heard Crag snickering somewhere behind her. She turned and splashed at him too.
“I would have saved you. If you’d quit splashing and stand up, you’ll see you could stand.” Ari frowned suddenly. “Oh no. You can’t stand with your leg.” He started toward her and Hope pushed deeper into the water.
“Leave me be.”
Excerpt #2:
“Are you okay?” Ari whispered above her.
Hope nodded her head. Ari was warm against her, contrasting with the cold of the water. Shifting, Hope realized her leg was beginning to throb. “My leg is starting to hurt. I think I need to sit down.”
Ari swung Hope up into his arms and strode out of the water. They neared the fire only to see Crag lying to one side, a snore rising from him.
“I forgot about your brother. You don’t think he saw, do you?” Hope buried her head in Ari’s neck. “You can’t do that again.”
Ari’s arms tightened around her.
“Ari, when are you going to take me home?”
Ari settled down on top of a rock, still holding Hope. “Not tonight.” He attempted to pull Hope’s shirt off.
Hope fought to keep it on.
He frowned. “It’s wet. You can’t sleep in it.”
“I can’t sleep naked next to you.” She glanced at Crag. “Not with the two of you here.”
“Well, you can’t sleep with it wet either.” They were playing tug of war with her shirt, but Hope was determined to keep it on. “Fine, how about I let you wear my shirt. Will that work?”
Excerpt #3:
Hope heard a groan and something plopped down above her. Over the edge of the rock, eight long, sharp talons appeared. Hope had never seen anything that big; whatever it was settled down with a sigh. The movements ceased, but Hope could still hear something moving around. It looked like whatever was above her was not alone.
She just hoped that whatever it was didn’t look under the rock. She heard more movement and more scrambling on another rock. Hope slowly turned to look toward it, hoping that it didn’t see her. When it settled, Hope gasped and froze. It was the same kind of monster that had stolen her away! Its head whipped towards her sound, peering toward her.
Hope wasn’t sure it could see her where she was at. She hoped she was in enough of a shadow that if she didn’t move, it would lose interest. The creature craned its head trying to see where she was at but it didn’t move, just settled down on the rock. Rumbles and growls came from it.
When it didn’t move, Hope exhaled slowly.
A head craned over the rock, looking upside down at her.
She screamed. 
Noises emerged from its snout.
Hope whimpered.
Smoke curled from its nostrils. Never had she seen a creature like this.
Hope pressed against the rock as far from it as she could get. It sniffed her, eyes peering at her in what looked like curiosity.


Beverly Ovalle dabbled with writing on and off for years when her best friend finally dared her to submit a story to a writing contest. Beverly decided she had nothing to lose and since she’d always wanted to be an author sent it in and agonized for months waiting to hear back. Contract in hand she has never looked back.
Beverly has been obsessed with dragons and romance since she was a young girl, collecting dragon books and reading everything she could find on them even down to the care of real life dragons. She’s always been slightly panicked that the world as we know it will end, so has prepped for it, haunting survivalist pages and prepper projects she felt she needed in the event SHTF.
An avid fan of all romance, Beverly’s goal is to share her love of the written word and write the hot and erotic romances that she enjoys. She writes what she loves to read and it was only a matter of time before her obsessions crept into her writing for her to share. She hopes you enjoy her tales as much as she loves writing them.
A Navy Veteran, Beverly has traveled around the world and the United States enabling her to bring her settings to life, meeting and marrying her husband of twenty five years along the way for her own romance. Reading romances since the fourth grade she’s followed as the genre changed and spread into the vast cornucopia of romance offered today. 

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