All her life Magma has experienced people leaving her because she was different. When her parents could no longer tolerate her difference they sent her away to live with relatives. As a child she wasn’t willing to take all the types of love that were offered. As an adult she became a smokejumper due to her ability to control flames. Even though she does more than those in her crew she is alone and an outsider because they fear her. When the Captain of another station goes missing they send her on a rescue mission only for her to find that the man she is sent to save is the only one who belongs to her. She will be the first of her kind to experience the bond that a dragon can have with their mate. Igneous has never come from a loving family. Over his twenty eight years he has spent more time away from his parents than with them. When he goes missing after the rescue they come to his aid and have him removed from Magma not knowing that it threatens his life. After a harsh truth is revealed he is returned to her and once bound he is able to see her true purpose. Magma becomes more than just his mate and becomes the keeper of the past to give all dragons hope that someone is out there for them. Igneous gives her all the things she wanted in life while she gives him what he didn’t know he was missing. They are the first dragon and human couple inspiring more to come.

Magma is Reformed 2

I groan against the fog. I have been wandering here for so long that I have lost all track of time. I know that I needed to find someone but for the life of me I just can't remember who. I grasp my head against the pain I feel. My steps slow as the headache pounds. I fight through the pain and know that for some reason I have to keep moving. There is something lost that I must find. 


I look around in the fog once more and notice that still nothing has changed. I have the odd feeling that if I don't keep moving I would be trapped here forever. I decide to change my direction once more to see if I will have better luck walking this way. As I walk I begin to hear a voice. This voice sounds so much like mine but deeper. For some reason it seems so familiar, and I know I need to find this voice. 


Forget Me Not-Magma