I’ve waited 1000 years for my mate. If she rejects me, I’ll burn down the world. She woke the dragon. Every maiden dreams of being rescued by a handsome prince from a deadly dragon. But I am the prince and the dragon. Ancient courtship rituals demand I steal my bride away. Imprison her in my high tower. Show her my treasures, my vast lands and armies. I’ve done all that, and she still refuses me. She says she can’t see herself with a man who still thinks Istanbul is Constantinople. I must woo her, and I don’t know how. But beneath my beating human heart, a dragon sleeps. And when he wakes, no one can stop him from destroying the world. No one but her.

I've waited 1000 years for my mate. If she rejects me, I'll burn down the world. She woke the dragon. Every maiden dreams of being rescued by a handsome prince from a deadly dragon. But I am the prince and the dragon. Ancient courtship rituals demand I steal my bride away. Imprison her in my high tower. Show her my treasures, my vast lands and armies. I've done all that, and she still refuses me. She says she can't see herself with a man who still thinks Istanbul is Constantinople. I must woo her, and I don't know how. But beneath my beating human heart, a dragon sleeps. And when he wakes, no one can stop him from destroying the world. No one but her.

The fire was visible from seventy miles away and the heat generated was so intense that a helicopter could only circle the rig at a perimeter of one mile. On the surface of the sea, a converted fishing trawler inched as close as possible, but the paint on the vessel’s hull blistered and burnt. In the water surrounding the inferno, men’s heads could be seen bobbing like apples as their yellow hard hats melted with the heat. On 6 July 1988 a series of explosions ripped through the Piper Alpha oil platform, 110 miles north-east of Aberdeen in the North Sea. Ablaze with 226 men on board, the searing temperatures caused the platform to collapse in just two hours. Only sixty-one would survive by leaping over 100 feet into the water below. Newly updated for the thirtieth year since the tragedy, Fire in the Night by journalist Stephen McGinty tells in gripping detail the devastating story of that summer evening. Combining interviews with survivors, witness statements and transcripts from the official inquiry into the disaster, this is the moving and vivid tale of what remains the worst offshore oil-rig disaster to date.

The sweet human is pregnant with my pup. We had one night together, and then she ghosted. Apparently, I'm not part of her ‘life plan’. Whatever, angel. Plans change. She thinks I'm a player. That I won't stick around. She thinks I don't have what it takes to be a dad. That I won't drop everything and dedicate my life to our baby. To our family. To her. She's wrong. She thinks I'll walk away? She has no idea what she's in for. A wolf never walks away from his mate, and he always protects his pups. I may not have marked her yet, but I will. And if she tries to run, I'll follow. I'll hunt my beautiful female to the ends of the Earth.

This is insane. This human—beautiful though she may be—can’t be my mate. I learned the hard way what it's like to lose people you love. As an alpha, I vowed never to let that happen again. That means keeping my focus. Never letting my guard down. And, most of all, staying away from civilians - i.e. humans. But the feisty chocolatier has me breaking my own rules. The beautiful female tests my patience... and all my control. I should stay away. I can't protect the pack if I succumb to my desires. But what if this is more than desire? What if Fate matched me with this human, and she's my mate? If I don't claim her, I'll lose it all in the worst possible way.

Blaze is demanding. Unyielding. He thinks he can rid me of my demons by exacting even more of me than I ask myself. He says he can wash my sins clean. Absolve me of the fire that scalded my soul. All I have to do is turn myself over to him. Publisher's Note: This book was originally published with the title Blaze.

My alpha ordered me to keep away from humans. My wolf is highly unstable. Nearly feral. I can’t be trusted around civilians. Certainly not with the lovely kindergarten teacher whose scent drives me wild. But she needs a fake boyfriend for a weekend wedding trip. A big guy to intimidate her ex. How can I refuse? I won’t be directly disobeying an order, because it won’t be a real date. It will be a nice, clean mission. We’ll have separate rooms. I’ll keep my wolf on a tight leash. And no matter how much I want to, I will not mark and claim the sweet human as mine…