Kye Wanted to give Ashlyn a fantasy. And did he ever give her one. One night, Kye and his best friend Connor took Ashlyn to bed, and gave her a night she would never forget. Three years later, they gave her another night. But it would be the last one. Because Kye is just a ghost this time, and he came back just to tell his wife goodbye.

Kye's body died and he was snatched into another dimension. No more blue jeans, no more football, no more Saturday night drives and sweet, lazy sex with his wife. Instead, he has been called—by a dragon—into another world. Here he must become a warrior. Kye has inherited a body that has the knowledge and skill he needs—but that body comes with a whole bunch of problems—and the woman he has come here to protect hates him. To make matters worse, his only ally is the smart-assed dragon who brought him here.

Restless and hungry. That describes Eilrah right down to his red scales. Since forging a soul bond with his priestess years before, he's been plagued by the most annoying needs. Human needs. The kind a dragon shouldn't have. Lonely and bitter. That is Rianne. Feared for a power many think is uncontrollable, she lives in solitude in the woods near the village where she grew up. She also has needs, and for a while it seems the great red dragon might be the one to satisfy them. But the dragon shares a bond with another woman-not one of the heart, but one of the soul. Rianne can't possibly complete. Nor will she break her heart or shatter her pride by trying. Eilrah doesn't understand why Rianne has pulled away, but it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters to him is his mate, the lovely witch, Rianne. He sees the need in her eyes, and the loneliness. He will have her, his other half. He just has to convince her.