Whitley & The Dragon Lord

Whitley's head was reeling as she sat in her motel room near the lake where she had encountered Bigfoot. There had been a part of her clinging to the possibility that all that had happened was part of an elaborate dream. After all, no one close to her had seen her encounters or walked the paths she had walked. No one had watched her in the tent while the Lizard Man evaporated her resistance and seduced her in the dead of night. No one had seen the Sea Demon's tentacles bind her in place as it undressed her, peeling away her clothes in the midst of a thunderstorm. No one had watched her strip voluntarily for Bigfoot just to arouse the beast.

No one, of course, until her ex-boyfriend, Jake.

Gorgeous, sinewy, handsome Jake. A firefighter who saved lives and had saved her life as well. He had confessed it all to her--he was the son of a dragon king. The very thought was the height of insanity, but there he was, begging her to take him back. A prince among dragon-kind.

And after hearing his story, his truths, and his sincerity, Whitley felt a familiar pull emanating from the world from whence he came.

Falling in love all over again had never been easier.
This supernatural erotica story contains explicit erotic content and is intended for ages 18 and over.