Yew Queen

Because of an ancient curse, the fae and their vampire frenemy can't leave their castle without turning to ash, and they only have one month before they're all toast. When the most powerful fae lord uses his seductive power to lure me close, to psychically feed on my aura, he successfully steps out of the castle for the first time. Now the fae want all of my supposedly special blood to break the curse and find their freedom. Until I can somehow shove the immortals back into whatever magical hole they crawled out of, my life is forfeit.

I always thought if I had magical powers, life would be cake. Wrong. My fated mate is the enemy of my kind, I have days to figure out how to keep him from literally going up in smoke, and at any moment one of my magic's surges will shock my heart and strike me down. If I don't learn how to control my mage abilities pronto, I'm dead. I thought that portalling to hang with other mages would solve things, and I'd find some rad crone-like chick to help me train all epic style. 

A dragon. A twisted curse. And a finale to rival the glory of chocolate croissants. I used to think burned scones and bad hair made for a rough day. When a dragon crawls out of a hole in Main Street, I realize it's time to rework that definition. I broke the Mage Duke's curse, but the dark spell hasn't disappeared. Instead, the casting morphed into a legless dragon thing that wants to eat me. Nailed it.