Searching (Dragons of New York, Book 1)
by Rachel Graves
A dragon terrified of being discovered by the government, Ravenna Drake is constantly on the move. When the woman who raised her gets cancer, Ravenna trades her nomadic work restoring black market magical goods for a steady job. But her cautious life ends after her name is found at the scene of a werewolf murder.
Dr. Ian Chen, a sorcerer bonded to a powerful relic, works for the government treating supernatural citizens. He insists on investigating when his patient’s body is discovered completely drained of blood. His search leads him to the beautiful but frustrating Ravenna Drake, who refuses to stay away from the case or follow his instructions.
As more bloodless bodies surface, threats from secret societies and corrupt politicians force the dragon and the sorcerer to work together. If Ravenna and Ian can’t catch the killer, the people they love the most may be the next to die.
“Someone like me?” He raised his eyebrows at her. “What does that mean?”
“I don’t know.” She spread her arms wide in defeat. “That’s just it, Ian, I don’t know. I want to know, but all I’ve got now are guesses and ideas. You use magic, and that’s great. But you aren’t going to use me.” She pivoted on one foot and started to walk away from him.
“Raven, wait.” He reached out and caught her arm, the muscles under his fingers hardened immediately.
“Do not grab me.” Her voice was an angry hiss.
“No, that’s not, I just…” He let go. “Last night was wonderful. This isn’t how this is supposed to go.”
“No, it’s really not.” She pinched her eyes shut for a second. “I thought we’d had this fight already.”
“We did. But something tells me we’ll have it again anytime I’m worried about you.”
“It’s not your job to worry about me, Ian. Not even a little.” Her head dropped down, resigned.
What’s so wrong about wanting to keep you safe? He scrambled for a way to explain something so obvious. A car pulled up, blocking the alleyway, and he tensed again.
“No, don’t worry, you don’t have to,” she put her hand on his arm, the touch gentle and reassuring. “That’s my ride. Ian, I… Don’t do anything stupid, okay?”
“Yeah.” He nodded. “You, too.”
She nodded back, and he struggled between the need to see what Tony was up to and the desire to climb into the car with her and keep working this out. Because I know we need to get past this, but damned if I can think of how. You look sad, Raven, tell me why. Let me help.
Instead, she got into the car and he went back inside the shop.
Rachel Graves writes mysteries that blend the supernatural with steamy, sexy scenes. Her work explores the many shades of gray found between the lines of right and wrong. Rachel's books focus on strong heroines who take charge of their own fate, their friends, and their families. Rachel is a member of Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America and uses research skills honed getting a graduate degree in psychology to seek out rare folklore and magical creatures. Her writing incorporates popular monsters like vampires and werewolves as well as diverse creatures like selkies and yuki onna. Rachel has lived in a cursed town, taken far too many ghost tours, and counts down to every Halloween starting in November. You can read short stories and learn more about her on her website: http://www.rachelgraves.com/.
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