Love is Color Anthology

Love is Color

Anthology

Edited and Curated by L. Loren

This is an original work and publication of Siren Allen, Ericka Arthur, Sheena Binkley, Kay Blake, Eliza David, Kiana Donae, Keinya Graves, Cam Johns, Candis Johnson, Dandii_Lion, L. Loren, Brookelyn Mosley, Nyikia Nixon, Wilberta Sanders, Nadine Tomlinson, and Rashida V.

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, locations, scenarios, references, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. The publisher and authors do not take any responsibility of content for any third party website.

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Lisa W. Tetting Books

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Table of Contents

Mate of Fire

Healer

For Only One Night

Say That You Love Me

Train Me

For Eternity

Behind the Words

His Secret Pawn

Neurotic Behavior

Death of a Prodigy

Dance with Me

Parasol

My Favorite Color

Orange Dreams

Giving Me Purple

Twice in Love

Expedition of Devotion

Wanna Take a Swim

Am I Dreaming?

Without You...

Color Me with Love

The Softness of Light

Honey Colored, Blue

Acknowledgements

Mate of Fire

By

Siren Allen

Kya Leggett’s mission was simple: save her twin sister from the fire-breathing bastards at the castle of dragons. She hadn’t planned on meeting a dragon who awakened a passion in her that she never knew existed.

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Chapter One

Year: 4018

Location: Velahn City, Planet Crao-R

No one said being a spy would be easy. They also didn’t say it would be this uncomfortable. Kya Leggett pulled her underwear out of her butt for the fifth time. She’d wasted her last seven coins on her outfit.

An outfit that barely covered her breasts and other naughty bits. She tugged on her bra again, forcing it over her nipples. Half of her ass was out, and the sides of her boobs were visible to everyone present.

But no one was looking at her. The way she was dressed was the norm here at the Dracon Castle. She still couldn’t believe she was inside the castle of dragons. She stared up at the high ceiling.

You could probably stack five normal size castles in there. In dragon form, the Dracons who lived there were nearly twenty feet tall. They were huge, moody, fire-breathing shifters, who also happened to be the strongest creatures on Crao-R.

And she, a homeless vampire, had conned her way into their domain. No one in their right mind would do something as stupid as that. For the third time today, Kya sent up a silent prayer to the fates.

She was sure they were busy with more important issues. That didn’t stop her from asking them to help her make it out of the castle alive and with her sister in tow. All of this was her sister’s fault.

If it wasn’t for her twin, Mya, she wouldn’t be in this predicament. Kya was usually the one to blame for the trouble they got into. But, unlike her sister, none of Kya’s past exploits had ever placed them on the dragons’ radar.

She tried her best to stay away from those ornery bastards. Thanks to Mya, she was in their castle, waiting to have a meet and greet with them. She couldn’t chicken out now. She had to do this. Her sister’s life could be in danger.

The note Mya left her had been vague. But, it pointed Kya in this direction. Kya bent over and dug the slip of paper from her black thigh-high boot. She unfolded the note and read it again.

Hey sis,

Don’t be mad, but, I have to go to the Dracon Castle. Yes, I know we vowed to stay away from those creatures. But, see, what had happened was, I found a wounded dragon near the lagoon. I turned away, planning to run away from him. Then he called out, asking for my help. I’m a healer, Kya. There was no way I could turn my back on a wounded creature. Not even a dragon.

I was able to patch his wing. He offered to pay me, but he didn’t have any money on him. His money is back at the castle. We really need the money Kya. Rent is due, and we’re already three months behind. I’ll return later today with the funds. See you soon and please, don’t do anything stupid.

Mya left her that note a week ago. A week. Kya blinked back tears as unwanted images of her twin being torn apart by dragons flitted through her mind. Slipping the note back into her boot, she took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Mya was okay. She had to be. Kya didn’t know what she’d do if something terrible happened to her sister. Mya may be the shy and quiet twin, but she was fierce when she needed to be.

They’d grown up on the mean streets of Velahn. They learned at an early age how to defend themselves. Plus, they were vampires. Their motto was: when in doubt, bite your way out. That had worked this long.

It would continue to work. That didn’t stop Kya from worrying. Her sister didn’t like being around others for long periods of time. She preferred staying in her room with her nose in a book that she’d stolen from one of the local street carts.

She always returned the books. She was a goody two shoes who felt guilty when she did something illegal. Fire and ice was what she and her sister were. Ying and yang. Two halves of the same whole. And Kya wanted her sister back... now!

She stared at the other scantily clad females. The dragons were known for their insatiable sexual prowess. This was why they had a harem. Every few months, they replaced the females in their harem.

But, they were picky. You had to audition to be part of their wicked world. Today was audition day. Kya had waited in line for hours before being allowed through the front door. Her sister was in here somewhere.

One of those hot-heads probably kidnapped her, and was forcing her to be his concubine. Somehow, Kya would free her sister. She’d feel more confident if she had her weapons. The outfit she wore didn’t have any places to hide weapons.

It could barely contain her curves. She stared down at her nails that would turn into claws if she needed them. They were sharper than dragon claws. Plus, vampires were faster than dragons.

And she could teleport. Something, no dragon could do. Unfortunately, dragons had a pesky habit of burning their victims alive. Would she be able to teleport or run faster than their fire?

A loud horn sounded. The other half-naked creatures in line grew quiet. A door to her right opened. In walked a group of bare-chested dragons in their skin-form. What she’d heard of them were true.

They were extremely good looking. The other ladies began whispering amongst themselves. The scent of their arousal filled the air. Disgusted, Kya rolled her eyes. She didn’t have to worry about being aroused.

Vampires didn’t feel lust. All they felt was hunger and hatred. Oh, and love. But only a few vamps believed in it. Some called love a myth. Kya knew it was real, because she loved her sister fiercely.

According to some of the old vampire scrolls that Mya liked to read, vampires could fall in love like any other creature. They could also find mates. That mating part was something even Kya didn’t believe in.

According to the scrolls, she would recognize her mate the moment she laid eyes on him. With vamps, everything was about color. Kya’s favorite blood type was O-Pos. When she saw a creature with that blood type, a faint pink haze emanated from that creature.

Of course, that didn’t mean she could just snack on that creature all willy-nilly. That was against the dragon laws. But, the haze let her know the creature would taste yummy to her. She hated B-Neg. That haze was a dark brown. Yuck.

Colors were a vampire’s best friend. Danger had a color. Anger had a color. Arousal had a color. Happiness had a color. Love had a color. It was as if the fates gifted them with the ability to recognize in others, some of the things they couldn’t feel themselves.

When Kya stared at her sister, she always saw a light red haze. Her favorite color. Her color of love. Mya was the only creature she’d ever loved. The only creature she’d ever felt close to.

The only creature worthy of the red haze. She’d do whatever it took to get her back. Even if it meant going to war with dragons that were damn near twice her size. She stared at the twelve dragons that walked up the steps to the stage.

Even in their skin-forms they were over seven feet tall. She may only be 5’5, but she was a fierce 5’5. And when she was mad, she was a formidable opponent. Kya flexed her fingers as her eyes connected with a green-eyed dragon with jet-black hair.

His nose flared, eyes widened. He looked at her as if he knew her. There was no way he could know her. Which meant only one thing: he’d seen her sister. Kya mentally added the green-eyed beast to the list of creatures she may have to kill.

A chill raced down her spine. Damn, why was he still staring at her? Why did she find it impossible to look away from him? Heart racing, she took a deep breath to calm her nerves as a red haze began to form around his body.

Damn.

Chapter Two

Drax stared out at the sea of creatures standing in the East auditorium of the Dracon Castle. It was packed with females who wanted to be part of their harem. They were all half naked, thanks to his cousin Kyson.

The announcement Kyson sent out every three months contained a few stipulations. One of them was that the applicants had to be dressed like they were ready to perform their harem duties. Kyson added the stipulation as a joke.

However, the creatures of Velahn took it seriously. They’d be pissed if they knew there was no harem. They’d be even more pissed if they knew their memories would be wiped before they left.

Their butler, Garrison, announced their arrival to the crowd. As if the creatures couldn’t see them standing there on the stage. Drax sighed and forced his anger down. He hated stepping into the auditorium every three months.

But, it had to be done if he wanted to find a mate. The Great War that nearly destroyed their planet had turned faction against faction. Being the mightiest creatures of this world, they’d come out on top, stumping out any faction who challenged them.

They’d won the war, and now ruled this world. But, their win came at a price. No longer were they able to mate with their own kind. They were reduced to mating with other beings, thanks to a curse placed on them by a witch, whose entire lineage had been wiped out during the war.

She blamed the dragons for the decimation of her village. It didn’t matter that her coven of dark witches was destroying the world. It didn’t matter to her that her coven was evil and needed to be stopped.

All that mattered to her was power. She used her last breath to utter a spell that killed every female dragon shifter. The war lasted for years, and only ended when eighty percent of the cities had burned to ash.

They were now in a time of peace; the first in over a century. There was calm in Velahn. His kind had finally rid the world of the troublesome factions, who were causing death and destruction all over the globe.

However, he was reminded of the price that war had cost his kind when he stared out over the crowd of females who wanted to be a part of their fake harem. They all stared at him like he was a piece of meat.

He hated that his people had been reduced to this. He hated that his kind could only mate with females outside their species. However, there was nothing he could do to change things. If he wanted to find his mate, he had to endure three months of endless chatter and sexual advances from horny creatures of all factions of the lore.

He sniffed, to see what creatures had decided to show up for this audition. He smelled shifters: wolves, jaguars and even a bear shifter. There were Fae creatures present. Their power had a peculiar scent that couldn’t be mistaken for anything else.

He sniffed again. A unique scent was floating in the air. A scent he’d only smelled a few times since the war. One of those times had been a few days ago when his cousin, Zane, returned to the castle with his reluctant mate in tow.

Drax’s attention was drawn to the female at the end of the line. She was staring around the room, her eyes darting from the guards, to the exits then back to the guards. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think she was staking the place out.

However, it wasn’t her actions that caused him to continue watching her. It was her face. She was identical to Zane’s mate. She had the same dark brown skin. The same long black hair. The same curvy shape.

Except, Zane’s mate had been fully clothed when Drax met her. This female was clad in boots that went all the way up to her shapely thighs. Her shirt barely covered her breasts. Her skirt barely covered her underclothing.

She didn’t wear the same nervous look Zane’s mate had worn when she entered the Dracon Castle. This female exuded confidence. And she didn’t make him feel protective of her in the way Zane’s mate had.

This female made him want to go to his knees in front of her, rip off her flimsy skirt and panties, then proceed to lick her pussy until she screamed his name. Drax sucked in a deep breath when the female’s eyes met his.

Heat raced down his spine, as his inner beast raised its head. This female looked so much like Mya. But he knew she wasn’t her. Her scent was slightly different. She had his cock surging to life, something that had never happened to him before.

His gums ached as his canines sharpened. He had the sudden urge to sink his teeth into the sensitive flesh of her neck. He wanted to pin her to the wall, and fuck her until she surrendered all to him: her body, her mind, her heart.

Drax made a vow then and there: before this day was over, she would belong to him. This female was more than a vampire. She was his mate. And Drax was ready to claim her. Kyson bumped Drax’s shoulder.

Hey, Ky whispered. Did you hear Garrison introduce you? Say hi to the crowd.

Fuck the crowd. Drax pointed across the room. Her, he roared, momentarily forgetting to use his inside voice.

The chandeliers shook, creating a soft melody that floated over the quiet room. His female’s eyes widened once she realized he was talking about her. Shaking her head, she took a step back. Everyone in the room turned to stare at her.

Bring her to me, Drax roared. The guards rushed to do his bidding.

Wait, Ky said. Isn’t that Zane’s mate? What’s she doing back here already?

That’s not her.

You sure? She looks exactly like her.

It isn’t her, Drax growled. This one is mine.

Kyson slapped him on his back. You lucky motherfucker. You don’t have to go through weeks of seeing if one of these females will arouse your beast. You found yours without even trying. Oh, shit, she’s fighting the guards.

Indeed, she was. If one of them hurt her, he’d fuck up their entire world. Drax leapt from the stage. He could hear Ky and the others calling for him to come back. Fuck that. He had to protect his mate from his guards.

The crowd parted as he stormed across the