The Dragon Lairds Series

It's not every day you board a private jet for an all-expenses-paid trip to Scotland with your two gorgeous bosses. And it's not every day you spot your fiancé kissing another woman across the terminal. The man I was ready to marry had been cheating on me for a year. Dumped and humiliated, the best I can do is get on the plane and lick my wounds. Fortunately, my bosses are more than willing to help… and in more ways than I ever imagined.

Born with all the vampire weaknesses and none of the gifts, I have little to offer my family—until my father, the prince, is poisoned. Only dragon tears will heal him, and the dragons are desperate for female mates. So, I'm offered as a sacrifice. Dumped in dragon territory in the Scottish Highlands, I'm quickly captured by Bram McGregor and Fergus Devlin. It's my body in exchange for the tears, and it doesn't matter how I feel about the trade. But as time passes, I feel a lot more than I expected.

Cormac is my mate, my love, and my king. He's also the last pureblooded dragon in the world—and I've spent the past few centuries watching him slowly descend into madness. The weight of time drove him to the edge. Then, a curse killed our race's females, and the loss tipped him over it. His mind is broken, but his power remains unrivaled. It's a deadly combination that could burn civilization to the ground.

The daughter of two legendary air witches, I'm supposed to be the best of my generation. In theory, I should be able to bend the wind to my will. In practice, I'm more likely to accidentally trigger a hurricane. To prove myself, I have to capture the North Wind—the most volatile force on earth. As far as quests go, I expect it to suck. What I don't expect is to meet my fated mate in the form of a smooth-talking Scottish Highlander. Callum McLeish is half-dragon and half-incubus. He's also drop-dead gorgeous and determined to follow me to the frozen wastes.

As the first woman to lead a werewolf pack in over a century, the chips are already stacked against me. To make matters worse, I take the reins right as moon sickness begins ravaging my people. When rival packs threaten a takeover, I know I have to make a move. So I enter the Firstborn Games, a competition that pits the most powerful immortals against each other. The Games can be brutal, but the champion receives an elixir that grants a single wish with zero limitations. I intend to win—and then use my prize to save my pack and silence my naysayers.