Release the Dragons!

I have been teasing you for weeks. Hell, I've been teasing myself too, because I am dying for you to read the awesomeness that is A Plague of Dragons. Well.... It's finally here! The moment you have all been waiting for!

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From the visionary minds of six prolific authors comes a mesmerizing collection of dragons. 

Brutality by Michael K. Rose - For generations, the dragons have come to feed. The islanders have grown accustomed to death and destruction, but behind the creatures’ brutality lies a horrifying secret that could be the key to their ultimate defeat.

Molten Heart by Katie Salidas – She doesn’t know he’s a dragon, and Dax would prefer to keep it that way. But when another of his kind threatens to destroy Jane’s island home, Dax will have to reveal his true form, and risk losing her forever to save her.

Flame and Form by Jenna Elizabeth Johnson - When Brienne intervenes on behalf of a draghan, a wild, fire-breathing beast from the realm of Firiehn, she only means to save the creature from a fate worse than death. What Brienne doesn't realize, however, is that this monster is cru-athru, a shapeshifter capable of transforming into a man, one whose very presence heats her blood like draghan fire.

Lucidium: Rise of the Dragons by Alexia Purdy - Dragons weren’t meant to be caged. Catori must escape an ancient order bent on hunting down the last of her kind or face certain extinction.

A Cold Fire by Jason Lavelle – Jenisia was only a girl when her family was murdered before her eyes. Instead of breaking her spirit, the tragedy shaped Jenisia into a weapon, an instrument for revenge against the fierce dragon race that terrorizes their world. But despite her cunning and her skills, Jenisia might not be strong enough to face these real demons.

The Sky Hunter by David Jones - Stolen as a child and raised by an advanced race of dragons on an island in the sky, Ilana is blessed with a suit of armor that grants her extraordinary abilities. But when she's shot out of the sky and crash lands on the surface world, she discovers the grisly truth about what humanity has become and why she was raised to be a deadly weapon.

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Molten Heart

He inhaled a deep breath and let it ignite with his inner flame before blowing out a long stream of fire. 
In the moment of heat and light, he saw another tunnel. Carcasses of dead rodents and debris left by spelunkers caught fire and burned slowly, creating beacons for him to use as he traveled. 
Twisting and turning, he continued his trek until he caught the soft crimson glow of magma. And a voice, low and rumbly. 
He peeked his head around the corner. The tunnel ended at the edge of another crater, alive with a fresh river of molten rock. Even more exciting was the Drake lounging next to the steaming lava. He had massive with scales of deep crimson, glowing around the edges with the fire that burned within his belly.
Dax took a step closer, ready to introduce himself, but hesitated the moment he heard him speak.
“Come to watch the mountain burn?” At first Dax thought the Drake was speaking to him, but after brief pause, he continued to talk to himself. “Tourists love the fires. They’re so pretty. Oooh, look at how it burns!”
 There was something familiar in the deep, haughty voice, as if he had heard it before, but he couldn’t place exactly where that was. He stared, scrutinizing the other dragon as he continued to ramble. 
“Stupid humans. The whole lot of them. They have all this glorious land to enjoy, and what do they do?” The Drake laughed maniacally. “They destroy. They abuse. They don’t even see the beauty. They don’t deserve any of this.”
Hearing those words, Dax was reminded of some of the Elders back home who’d preached about the horrors of humanity. The abuses of the land. The drive to conquer and destroy. They spoke as if humanity was a plague to be endured until they destroyed themselves, and then the day of the dragon would come.
“Come. Flock to the mountain.” Laughter continued. “And burn with it.”
As if in response, the ground shook below them. 
Burn was right. He could feel it in his bones. This volcano was nearly ready to release, and when she did, everything in her path would burn.
But Dax did not share the same enjoyment in knowing that cleansing by flame meant loss of life. Even the Elders of his people who preached against the vile human plague would never go as far as wishing their destruction. Patience was always their motto. 
This Drake, however, with his maniacal laughter, was clearly hoping to see them all die. 
He hadn’t seen much of humanity, but even if they were ignorant of their place in nature, there was no joy to be had in their potential destruction. Dax chose to turn away from the madness, hoping to avoid crossing paths with him in the future.
And again his thoughts turned to Jane. She would burn. His heart nearly froze as the reality struck him. The mountain would erupt. Lava would flow and bring with it destruction. If not for her, he’d leave the island and return home. He could see a volcano there and not have to endure the sight of people dying. 
But Jane was here, and despite not knowing her well, he felt something strange whenever her image came to mind. 
He cared whether or not she survived, and for that reason alone, chose to stay longer – if only to warn her.

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Judge a book by its cover!

I showed you the update to Dissension last month (and it was quite a spectacular cover) but it was only part one in this six book series. The entire collection is getting a face lift, and I am so excited to be able to share with you the first view of the cover for book 2, Complication.

Honor or freedom. Mira can only choose one.

Narrowly escaping death at the hands of the Magistrate, and with the Iron Gate army close behind, Mira travels west, toward the coast with three human fugitives, searching for the mythical land of Sanctuary. 

After encountering a pack of wolf shifters, headed by the charismatic-and brazen-Stryker, Mira learns that Sanctuary is real after all. 

Caldera Grove: home of the Otherkin. Hidden in the mouth of a dormant volcano, it has protected its residents from humans since the early days following the great cataclysm. 

For Mira- a vampire-Caldera is a land of peace; an escape from the relentless persecution of the humans who once enslaved her, and an end to the daily struggle and bloodshed of being a gladiator. 

For the humans accompanying her, Caldera Grove means death. Trespassers are destroyed before they can penetrate its borders. 

Follow Stryker toward freedom and peace, or honor the humans who risked everything to aid her escape, and stand and fight against the army of humans closing in on them? 

A choice must be made, and Mira alone will have to shoulder the consequences. 

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 Plague of Dragons

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Here's a Sample from my story in the anthology: Molten Heart

Molten Heart - A Fire Dragon Love Story
© 2017 by Katie Salidas

He caught sight of wings in cloud of smoke rising above the crater. Dax might have backed away the night before, but now, understanding the destruction that would be caused, he had to go and speak reason.
Looking around to ensure he was alone and out of sight, Dax pulled his clothing off and called his true form to the surface. 
Rising like a well-fueled flame, his wings erupted outward. He stretched them wide as his body reshaped and armored scales hardened over the soft flesh of his human form. The transition brought out a groan of relief as he fell forward on his front claws. He shook away the remaining quakes in his joints and took to the sky, heading for the recently erupting crater. 
Sulfur’s stench emanated from the thick cloud. Dax let it fill his nostrils, a reminder of home during the active season. Home seemed so far away at that moment. He’d only been gone a couple of days, but in that time he’d seen so much, it felt as if he had entered into an entirely different dimension. 
Beating of large wings near him reminded Dax of his course. He angled himself and fell into a circular coasting pattern just inside the massive plume. 
“I didn’t expect to see another dragonkin here,” Dax offered in as friendly a voice as he could muster. 
“No dragons are my kin,” a deep voice responded. 
Definitely familiar. He’d heard that arrogant tone elsewhere, but he couldn’t place it. Dax searched his memories for a clue to the voice’s owner.
“All dragons are kin in some fashion.” Dax chuckled to himself. “Though some don’t want to admit it.” He tried to bring back the image he’d seen the previous night. Not a wyvern; too large. Not a hydra; he’d have no business in a volcano. He was like Dax. But as far as he knew, there were no other drake settlements left in the world. The Elders spoke of the time of blood and fire, when savage men drove them away. Might of numbers versus greatness of strength. Numbers always won in the end; that was the first lesson he’d learned as a hatchling, and the main reason his people were not permitted to see the human realms until they’d come of age. Too dangerous.
“This is my island. You are trespassing,” the rogue drake called back to him. 
“I’m here for a visit only. I don’t intend to stay.”
“Then take your leave now.”
“I would, but I see you’re nesting in a very populated area. Lots of humans around.” Dax attempted diplomacy as he coasted around the inner edge of cloud.
“They won’t be for long,” the drake answered back.
“You don’t like them, do you?” Dax asked. He beat his wings again and rose higher up into the cloud, hoping to catch sight of the other drake.
“I don’t have to. They’re vermin.” The voice came from deeper within the cloud ring. 
Dax would have to dive into the center if he hoped to catch sight of him. “I wouldn’t say that.”
“You’re not from here. Nor are you welcome. Go home to your colony while you still can.”
The threat in the rogue’s voice was very real, but Dax had no fear and continued with his line of questioning. “Where is your colony?”
A blast of dragon fire shot across the cloud. 
Dax swerved, maneuvering just in time to avoid a direct hit. “That’s no way to treat one of your own.” 
“You’ve been warned. Leave my island.”
“You’re nesting in the middle of a human settlement. You’re going to be seen, and then what?”
“Anyone close enough to see me will burn.”
“You can’t kill them all.” Dax twisted his head around, searching for the mad dragon. 
“Watch me.”

 Plague of Dragons