Thursday, November 26, 2015

Find Your New Favorite Series!

Greetings Readers, 

Find Your New Favorite Series!
Spend your evenings in front of the fire with Dragons, Shape-shifters or Spacemen. 






Available everywhere

Amazon - Kindle
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Kobo
CreateSpace - Paperback Editions
GooglePlay - Android Devices
iBook - iTunes
Smashwords

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Yakov Hightower and the Glitter of a Pirate's Booty

My friend, Cheri Matthynessen, an author in her own right, has a wonderful little contest running on her blog Challenge the Writer. Readers are challenged to give Cheri a (1) Character Type (2) Specific Place (3) Situation and (4) A Random Item.

I love this kind of thing to get the old creative juices moving. I immediately challenged her with:
(1) A hunchback prince with a gift for gab
(2) The imaginary land of Sand & Stone
(3) A torturous climb
(4) A sentient mute snake

I think she felt the pressure so she turned right around and shot one of her own personal challenges to me:

Friday, November 6, 2015

The Birth of a Norwich Dragon

A Short Story in One Post for Your Reading Enjoyment...

My name is Raptorsfire.

I am here to tell you there is still ‘Magic’ in the mundane world of humans.

This is my story. It is not long, but it is my life thus far. And… an exciting life it has been.

The first thing I remember is the warmth and security I can only attribute to being in my egg. My mother’s hot breath must have kept it at just the right temperature for me to develop and grow within its confines.

Friday, October 30, 2015

A Dragon Storybook with Coloring Pages

Something for you to investigate 
while I prepare our next story.

Now Available!

Something Special for the Dragon Lovers in Your Family!

Farloft's Storybook
Click on the title for hours of Dragon Lover Entertainment!



Farloft’s Storybook was written for your hatchlings. 
A six year old will love to read it. 
The younger ones will enjoy having these 
nine short stories read to them over, and over, again.

The delightful illustrations by Bluekite-Falls 
will engage and hold their interest, 
while each story is followed by a 
coloring page for their enjoyment.


Sunday, October 25, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 27 - The End

“There are a couple dozen of them setting up a perimeter around the entrance,” Jake announced as he and Arr hurried back up to us in the cavern. “They’re working up their courage to come in.”
I was standing beside Rudd’ard. “You should jump.” I said. “Get out of here and as far away as possible.”
“We won’t leave you.” Rudd’ard placed his hand on his Great and Graf’tal huffed an affirmation deep in his throat. “They killed your parents because of us. We will see you safely out of here or die trying.”
Graf’tal extended his paw toward Arr. “Give me the Sollen,” he ordered.

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 26

“I was one of the first to hear its call,” Mul’drak told us. As we continued to sit in the cavern listening to the dragon's story. “Tal’on was my father’s Great. When I was a youngling I listened to his tale of Tal’on over and over again.”
“So it was at least three generations between Tal’on’s capture and the Sollen sounding again?” Jake asked.
“Yes, and for your humankind, many, many more generation,” Mul’drak said. “You live such short lives.”
“When the call came five of us answered. We mistakenly thought five was enough,” the old dragon said and shrugged his shoulders making his wings rise in the process. “We found out later that the Prime passed on the story of the Sollen and its location through his family and political associates as Tal’on and my father had passed it on to us. In fact, the ruling of the Valdare had been retained in the Prime’s family line. When we arrived we found the Valdare had developed into an advanced technological society with no pity for their own kind, much less ours.

Saturday, October 10, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 25

“Tal’on could not stay away from Delevy,” Mul’drak said. He mantled his wings up over his head stretching them almost to the ceiling of the cave dome. He gave a big yawn, his large pink tongue rolling out its full length. The old dragon smiled wearily and shook his hand. “The young dragon’s bond was too strong. Over the next two years he ‘jumped’ to Delevy’s village often. The town grew to know him and though they did not understand his speech, they grew to enjoy the presence of the young dragon.”
“Delevy found she had extended family still living in the village,” Rudd’ard explained. “They and Tal’on helped her build a small home. They built a pole-barn nearby and Tal’on slept there, with Delevy at his side, on his visits during bad weather. But the Valdare’s world was changing. Even though their village was far away and they had kept to themselves, and hence out of the war between their people and the Sandcor, it eventually encroached on their world.”

Sunday, October 4, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 24

I apologize for being late posting this installment. 
It is difficult at times to write the yearning of the heart and the sadness of parting.


Cras’mul and Haf’nad the two golden dragons who accompanied Graf’tal to retrieved Tal’on landed in the meadow joining the other four dragons and Delevy.
“There is a village ahead as Delevy indicated. It is perhaps one hundred wing strokes from here,” Cras’mul announced as he landed in front of the others with Haf’nad at his side.
“You’re sure they will accept you and give you shelter?” Graf’tal asked Delevy.
It had already been established that Delevy could understand them, but only Tal’on seemed to possess the power to understand her.

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 23

Tal'on paced impatiently in the courtyard. He had not been able to share the cell with Delevy in months. He had grown too much to make it through the door and down the stairs. The Valdare staked him in the courtyard when he was home and brought Delevy up to him in order to keep him pacified and quiet during the days he was free from fighting their war or recovering from injuries inflicted by the same.
The jailer, who had become a friend of sorts, was fetching Delevy. Tal'on and Graf’tal landed in the courtyard. The rest of the dragons took up residence on the spires and wall of the building built around the yard. They caught the jailer on his way to take Delevy and his other prisoners dinner. He still did not speak Tal’on’s language, but he understood the young dragon’s demand for his companion. He also noticed right away Tal’on no longer wore the collar which kept him in a submissive state. The jailer hustled down the stairs to release Delevy.

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 22

Tal’on was being assaulted from all sides on the battlefield. Sandcor troops surrounded him. They were doing their best to overwhelm the young dragon with numbers, because it was obvious their weapons were of little use to them. The ground shook beneath the dragon’s feet with the explosions of their extensive arsenal. Smoke and dirt was thick enough in the air it made it difficult to breathe.
Tal’on was fighting one of the most violent battles of his short career with the Valdare. The Sandcor were making a final stand in the valley before the canyon, which led into their capital. They were determined to stop the monster once and for all. They charged at Tal’on as he fought tooth and claw against them. A swipe of his paw and three men fell before him. A sweep of his wing and several more challengers were knocked to the ground. He was relentless as the Sandcor continued to pile up on him. They had formed a battle line against the Valdare, so they could not assist their ‘number one’ weapon, Tal’on.

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 21

Tal’on lay on his belly with Delevy curled up against his chest in the crook of his front leg. She had finally fallen asleep.
After he surrendered in the stadium, the Prime revealed many things from the safety of his perch in the box overhead.  He explained that the collars they both wore had tracking devices built into them and if they were to try and remove them, they also had an explosive device in them that would be activated and no doubt decapitate them.

Saturday, September 5, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 20

Tal’on was awakened by the sun assaulting his eyelids. He had to squint when he opened them, it was that bright. How long had it been since the sun caressed his scales?
“I am so sorry,” Delevy said.
He realized his head was lying in her lap. When he looked up above her concerned face he could see they were in just another type of cage. This one had a huge barred dome high above their heads. He lifted his head and it swam away in a dizzying wave of images. He heard a roar of voices and the sharp clapping of thousands of hands.
“What’s happening?” He asked Delevy, as his eyes began to focus.

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 19

“You will train the beast!” the Prime ordered. “If he did not come from the Sandcor then we shall turn him on them.”
“His is not a beast to be trained, my Prime,” Delevy tried to explain once again. “He is a thinking, reasoning being. Why would he fight on our side if he does not even come from here? He has no stake in our war.”
The Prime came from around his desk and grasp Delevy’s chin in his powerful hand. He raised her head so she could look into his angry, dark eyes.
“He has become quite close to you,” the Prime hissed.  “You will convince him to fight for us and we will see what he is worth.” 
He gave her chin a powerful squeeze which ground Delevy’s teeth together in her jaw. He dropped his hand. “You may pit him against the Sandcor prisoners. He will fight or he will die. Prepare him. I give you one full turn to make him ready.” The Prime swept back around his desk and flopped into his chair. “Go!”

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 18

“Let’s take a break,” Rudd’ard said. “Mul’drak and I will go get us all something to eat.”
Rudd’ard rose and swiftly mounted Mul’drak. He reached down and affectionately patted the larger dragon on the neck.
“We’ll be right back,” he assured us, and then promptly disappeared.
“Whoa,” Jake said with an exhale of breath. He looked toward Arr. “What are you getting out of this?”
“The non-verbal exchanges between the two seem to confirm what they are telling us,” Arr told his partner. He smiled in a conspiring fashion. “It will be interesting to see what they return with. I caught a glimpse of where they were going as they locked minds. I do love the sunglobes from Muldavian.”

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 17

Tal’on could hear Delevy’s voice. He felt a gentle touch stroking his ear and then a bit of a scratch that felt so good it made him drool in his sleep.
“Yuck, Tal’on,” Delevy wiped at her sleeve. “Have a heart,” she pleaded. “I have been sitting her for most of the night. You won’t let me go even to relieve myself. The least you could do is not make a further mess of me.”
“Hum?” Tal’on said, as he slowly began to come around.
It was as though someone or something had blown all the smoke and ash out of his way and he could see again. In his half-dream he was winging his way through the clouds. Yes, he was flying and there was a weight upon his back. Did he have his own charge? A companion to assist through the stasis as Graf’tal had assisted him? But no, Graf’tal wasn’t here. He couldn’t feel the elder dragon’s presence. Who was with him? He curled his neck up over his shoulder to see who was seated on his shoulders. He saw a booted foot and then a green leg. It was Delevy. His keeper was here in his dream and it seemed right, as though she belonged here with him.

Friday, August 7, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 16

“Delevy told Tal’on later that she watched him from the safe place behind the bars of his prison as he seemed to crumple down over himself. She saw him quake and heard his moan as he drifted down into stasis. He collapsed over on his side and seemed to go into convulsions,” Rudd’ard explained. “That was when Delevy took the chance and went into see if she could help Tal’on.”

*****
He was so cold, his teeth were clacking together. Delevy could see he was unconscious. She took the chance she would be able to sense when to run and have the time to get away.  She pulled his blankets over his shivering body and when that wasn’t enough she fetched hers and more from storage to cover Aon. When she returned she could swear he was larger than when she left. His feet and hands stuck out from beneath the covers, but perhaps her mind was just playing tricks on her, or he had moved.

Sunday, August 2, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 15

The Prime had his guards escort Delevy to his chambers. She thought the ruler had heard about her caring for the beast and was going to punish her.
“Have a seat,” the Prime said and waved her to a chair in front of his desk.
Delevy had never been in the Prime’s office. In fact, she had never been in the assembly itself. She had been appointed keeper to the Sandcor by the head jailer based on her work, not by royal decree. She could feel the sweat trickle down her back as she took a seat on the most expensive looking chair she had ever seen. The cushion was red velvet with gold tassels. The chair itself was hand carved, by a talented artisan. It had the royal seal carved in its back. She tucked her booted feet under the chair and tried to make herself as small as possible. The Prime was all powerful. He could declare life or death for his subjects.

Friday, July 24, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 14

     Tal’on watched the green come and go as he finished up his meal. She dragged in numerous things that looked like their skins, but were in large squares. She spread one out on the stone beneath her feet and piled the others at her side. After making several trips she appeared to tire and sweat formed on her brow to dampened the fur that fell across it. Tal’on watched with horror, his mouth full of the last morsel off his platter, as she shed her outer skin and threw it to the ground. She proceeded to pull off another layer of her skin and wiped her face with it before she tossed it to the pile on the large skin. She now stood with only a layer of green around her chest and covering her legs. The rest of her, neck, shoulders, arms, appeared as her hands and face, pale and soft. Tal’on didn’t realize it, but his mouth was hanging open in surprise.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 13

Delevy pushed the platter, of what Tal’on could only assume was food, toward him with her handy broom handle. She had been in and out over the last few hours. The young dragon decided she had been assigned as his guard. She lengthened the chain that was attached to his neck by flipping a lever on the wall which allowed the ring in the floor to detach and rise up on its own length of chain. The young dragon could now stand and stretch his legs.
            Tal’on reached out and fingered the ‘food’ on the platter. It was some sort of vegetation – multiple colors and textures. There was no meat visible on the tray. Nothing that Tal’on would actually term as food. He pushed the stuff around with a claw. He was ravenous. He had no idea how long he had been without food…long enough to feel a bit dizzy when he stood…long enough that if he were home he could have eaten a full grown Crazar without difficulty all on his own. He looked up into the green’s smiling face. She encouraged him by signing an eating motion with hand-to-mouth.

Friday, July 17, 2015

7th Annual NW Book Festival

I hope you can make it to this free family event, with over 200 authors, publishers, and writing organizations.

I'll be at booth space #21. Look for the Dragon balloons. Stop by to see the 'First Ever Dragon Selfie' and have your picture taken with Farloft, my dragon.

I will be signing copies of all my titles.


Saturday, July 11, 2015

Plant Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 12

            Tal’on landed on his feet without Graf’tal beneath him. That in itself was surprising enough, for he had just been astride the elder dragon seconds ago. Even more upsetting though was the fact that he was not anywhere he had ever seen in his lifetime of over one hundred years, and surrounded by beings totally alien to him. He recognized only those three facts before the intense vertigo he felt from the aborted Jump brought him down on all fours to steady himself on the unusually patterned rock surface below his feet.
            The beings were screaming and shouting. They were small, two legged creatures with pale, non-scaled skin from the neck up and on the hands. However, the rest of their bodies were all different colors. As many colors as Tal’on had seen in all his life and then some. No two appeared the same. On their heads they had fur like the beasts his kin hunted and ate at home. Some ran away from him, while others charged forward with metal sticks. When he raised his clawed paw to fend them off, they struck at him with the sticks. The weapons were charged with something which made the muscles in the area hit contract violently, causing great pain.

Preparation for the 7th Annual NW Book Festival

Thought you might like to know what we authors go through to prepare for a large book fair. I hope you enjoy the post and maybe even drop by for a visit if you are in the area.
Prep for the 25th

Saturday, July 4, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 11

            Tal’on vaulted onto Graf’tal’s haunches, finding purchase with his claws between the plates of his senior’s scales.
            “Careful there youngling,” Graf’tal chided. He curled his long neck around and spied the young wingless dragon, his charge, with a shinny pair of obsidian black eyes rimmed and flecked with gold. “Why can’t you mount like any normal youngling?” He snorted smoke into the face of the lizard looking Tal’on on his back. “You scramble like a hatchling.”
            “I would board properly by wing if we were not always the last to leave the ground,” Tal’on shot back as he finally made it up Graf’tal’s back and settled on the dragon’s shoulders with his scaly legs wrapped around Graf’tal’s neck and his tail lying out along the dragon’s spine.

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

New Paranormal coming: SHIFTING PLACES

Had to post this:

I am so excited today. I proofed the paper copy of my latest paranormal last night, SHIFTING PLACES. I believe I am going to be able to keep my promise and have it up on Amazon for you all to read over the 4th of July weekend. I will get it posted during July to Smashwords and thus on to Barnes & Noble, Kobo, iTune etc.

Here is the blurb from the back cover. Just a teaser to get your reading juices flowing.

Mr. Grimm wants his daughter back. Raven kidnapped Angelica over eighteen years ago. The vampire ruler holds her as hostage, blackmailing Grimm to do his bidding with the threat of ‘turning’ her.

Mr. Grimm has witnessed an event. He believes with the help of Azur, the fire demon and Cody, the shape shifter, he might finally rescue his daughter.  The team of three must travel through the many portals of The Realms; through the land of the Yeti, across the sands of the Pharaohs and into the stronghold of the Minotaur.

But, will the rescue of Angelica mean the death of one of Cody’s pack? Simone has been left alone, unprotected.
Cover by Sarah Hyndshaw

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 10

“Will you follow us to a more pleasant place where we can speak?” Rudd’ard asked. “This unsettles us.” He motioned with a hand toward the bones scattered around peeking up out of the low ground hugging fog.
Mul’drak swished his tail as though agitated, his scales clattered across the ground kicking up dust and tossing bones in the air.
The three of us must have looked skeptical.

Saturday, June 20, 2015

Planet Designated 014.666.2450 - Chapter 9

“Say that again,” Jake said. He looked at me like he thought I had lost my mind.
“It was a dragon,” I repeated.
Jake got up from his place in my co-pilot’s seat on the bridge and took a few paces away from me. He removed his cap and ran his fingers through his dark, wavy hair. This was a habit Jake had when thinking, stressed or otherwise irritated. He could have been all three after my statement.
“What did you see?” Jake asked Arr.
“It was a dragon,” Arr confirmed.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 8

At first I didn’t know what woke me. I was just jolted awake by some unfamiliar noise. But then the sound rattled the hull of Ma-rye-a again. There was no mistaking it. It was Kay-o bellowing at the top of his lungs. His booming howl vibrated my chest as if I had the bass tuned up way too high on Ma-rye-a’s sound system.
“What the…” I started to swear.
I tumbled out of bed and headed out of my room and down the hall toward the guest room where Jake, Arr and Kay-o chose to spend the night rather than pod back over to their ship. We had a few too many drinks. They considered that room theirs anyway, so had tucked in for the night.
The fact that I had one too many before retiring, was not helping my navigation down the hall. Jake came crashing out of the guest room. We collided head on.
“What the…” Jake said.
“That’s what I said,” I rubbed my temple as Kay-o let out with yet another ear splitting howl.

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter Seven

I hugged Jake around the waist as he squeezed me back.
“Great to see you,” I said, as I pulled away.
I turned to Arr and gave him a big hug too until Kay-o pushed is huge head between us to get his share of attention.
“Good to be here,” Jake responded.
I asked the guys to meet me here so we could talk about what I was planning and see if they wanted to join in. Since I most likely had some kind of bad mojo on my tail I decided to offer Jake and Arr some monetary compensation for accompanying me. With them at my back, I knew I would be as safe as anyone could be in space.

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter Six

“Project it on the big screen,” I told Ma-rye-a.
I had Ma-rye-a open the file on Planet Designation 014.666.2460. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I wanted to see it bigger then my small screen on the chair arm.
“Wow!” I exclaimed.
“Indeed,” Horus said with admiration.
“Are those bones?” Carrie asked innocently.
“Huge bones,” Ma-rye-a confirmed.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter 5

“Calm down,” Daniel soothed. “I can fix this.”
I thumbed tears from my eyes. I know I looked pitiful. I am not one of those pretty criers. My face gets all blotchy and my eyes turn red.
“How?” I asked in disbelief.
Even though I had total confidence in Daniel I thought it was hopeless. I actually called him because I knew I could not function in my profession without an AI to handle the loading and unloading of cargo. I figured I would have Daniel program me another as soon as possible.
“Every time you come in for maintenance checks I do a backup,” Daniel said with a smile. “I checked the crew a little less than a year ago. He’ll be missing any current memories, but other than that, he’ll be fine.”
“You have a SAM!” I almost shouted with relief.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter Four

“Tilt your head a little further toward me,” the dentist instructed.
I obliged and felt the jaw mike snap into place over my back molar.
“That should do it,” she announced. “Give it a try.”
I ordered the mike over a year ago, but hadn’t been anywhere with the facilities to install it. This layman’s variety of a jaw mike, unlike the Galactic Forces model, was not actually installed in the jaw surgically. Theirs was far more sophisticated. For this model the wearer had one of their back molar’s ground down like you were prepping for a crown, but instead the mike was fit over the tooth.
I leaned up and took my “Ear” out of my pocket and stuck it in.
“Just touch the top of the mike with your tongue,” Dr. Hval instructed.

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter Three

I sat in the lounge aboard my ship flipping through the pictures on mom and dad’s flat.
“How old were you there,” Horus asked.
Horus is one of five disembodied AIs I have on board my ship. All of them programmed by my dear friend, Daniel Dresden, one of – if not the most, talented programmer in the verse. Why he chose me as a friend I will never know, because I don’t know squat about programming and couldn’t carry on a conversation about software if I tried. That said, I really do appreciate Daniel’s handiwork especially when I am on long deliveries by myself, because heck, I am never really by myself. Space is a lonely place, but I always have company.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Planet Designation 014.666.2460 - Chapter Two

It was yet another day and my third without a decent night’s sleep. This time Marstead sat across from me behind the desk in his office on the sixty-fourth floor of the Marstead building. I told you he was a famous trial attorney. He dabbles in other things as well.
“I know you are familiar with all this, but we have to go through it to satisfy the legality of the estate’s distribution and closing,” Marstead explained.
Collin, Marstead’s assistant, came in carrying a tray with all the accoutrements for tea. He set the tray down on the table between the two Chippendale sofas behind us. Once he set the service off, poured, and placed the small two tiered plate of savories and sweets in place he nodded Marstead’s direction.
“Will you give us about fifteen minutes and then bring it in?” Marstead asked.
“Of course,” Collin replied. He took the tray and dismissed himself.
I gave Marstead a questioning look.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Planet 014.666.2460 - Chapter One

STAR TRADER UPDATE
Planet 014.666.2460

Today we rejoin 3su, our Trader throughout the known verse.
She has received news of the worst kind and must unravel a mystery that threatens her future
as well as her life.


I stood before the columbarium pillar containing my parent’s cremation ashes. I arrived almost six months too late to attend their funeral. Leaning forward, I placed my hand on the carved surface of the pillar. The pillar was not new to me. Mom and Dad always thought ahead. They had the it carved years ago after seeing the Goe’ze pillars on Muldavia. They were both archeologists and appreciated beautiful, ancient ruins. The Goe’ze pillars are one of the wonders of the universe. Their surfaces reflect and refract the breathtaking sunsets of Muldavia. This pillar, my parent’s memorial tomb, was artificially enhanced to radiate the colors from within along with a holographic image of my parent’s, smiling lovely, out from just above their niche. The pillar was carved years ago and set in storage to await their needed time. That time came much too soon.
Marstead Grievus shifted his weight as he stood at my side. He was Mom and Dad’s solicitor. When I informed him I had arrived he offered to meet me here, at the cemetery on the site of the UOA. I accepted the offer with my heartfelt thanks. This was not easy. My parents were still young, just in their seventies. They hadn’t even talked about retirement. They were so happy doing what they did, being members of the Universal Order of Antiquities. My parents were experts in their field. If they did not discover it themselves, then they were called in to consult with whoever did make the discovery.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

"Yaltzee, Shift!" Chapter 8 - The End

Clara came running into the clearing.

“Nadia? Come quick Ruloth and Hirador are at it again. I think they might hurt each other. I can’t get them to stop.”

“That’s what we get for having two male dragons instead of a mated pair,” Nadia huffed as she got to her feet.

“Hurry please,” Clara said anxiously.

Nadia looked down at Duurun. It had taken a lot of effort on his part to get out to this meadow. It had been slow going.

“Clara, can you bring Duurun along?” she asked.

“Sure, just hurry. They were at it tooth and claw when I left,” Clara said with a frown.

“I’ll see you back at camp,” she told Duurun.

Saturday, April 11, 2015

"Yaltzee, Shift!" Chapter 7

Nadia found Duurun sitting on a sunny boulder at the edge of the stream. His hair was wet and he looked tired even from the back, but he was fully clothed this time. Clara was wading and flicking water playfully at him.

“Morning, Nadia,” Clara called as she saw her friend come up behind the shifter.

“Morning,” Nadia sang back. She came up and sat down beside Duurun on the boulder. “How are you this morning?”

“Better,” Duurun answered. He sat quietly studying his hand. “Thank you.”

“I don’t deserve thanks,” Nadia countered. “I never should have left you. I had no idea Warren was torturing you like that.”

Saturday, April 4, 2015

"Yaltzee, Shift!" Chapter 6

Nadia pounded on the door to Warren’s wagon until he threw open the top half with a growl.

“What do you want?” he snarled.

“I want you to leave Duurun alone,” she said through clinched teeth.

“Duurun?” Warren asked through an alcoholic fog. Who the hell was Duurun?

“Yaltzee!” Nadia almost hollered. “You touch him again and I’ll…”

“You’ll what?” Warren shouted back.

He slammed open the bottom part of the Dutch door on his wagon and bounded down the steps to stand towering over her.

Saturday, March 28, 2015

"Yaltzee, Shift!" - Chapter 5

Warren stepped down from his wagon. Geeser had built a stone ring outside and was preparing Warren’s dinner. The little goblin acted much like a manservant to the werewolf. 

He originally stowed away on one of the wagons when they passed through Cruw Thicket on their way to Midhorn. It wasn’t difficult to blackmail him into serving the manager of the circus over the alternative of being left in Midhorn with the dwarves. He kept the wagon tidy, made up the fire each night and did all the cooking. Warren wasn’t difficult to feed, red meat, lightly seared.

Warren picked up the heavy metal poker by the fire.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes,” he told Geeser.

Geeser cringed, but said nothing. He only crossed Warren once. That was enough. He learned his lesson. The little shape shifter was not worth taking another beating from the werewolf. Geeser could rationalize his non-interference. Warren wouldn’t kill the boy. He spent too much money on him. He merely wanted to torture him a bit. It was part of Warren’s personality to make everyone uncomfortable and aware, that at all times, he was the boss.

Saturday, March 21, 2015

"Yaltzee, Shift!" Chapter 4

“I’m going to go take a bath in the stream, Yaltzee,” Nadia explained, as the boy clung to her in the form of a Tenaga-jin, a long armed yokai from Japanese folklore. “I can’t take you with me. You have to stay here. I won’t be gone long,” she promised as she pet his head.

Yaltzee wrapped his arms tighter around her. She maneuvered one arm down to the pouch at her waist and pulled out the key to unlock the cage door. Yaltzee shifted into a serpentine dragon and proceeded to coil himself around her.

“Yaltzee,” she pleaded. “Let go.”

The dragon shifted into a small Kraken and wrapped her in its eight tentacles.

She raised her voice. “Yaltzee, stop it!”

Friday, March 13, 2015

"Yaltzee, Shift!" - Chapter 3

Yaltzee perched on Nadia’s shoulder in his owl form as she rode her hippogriff beside the Chimera’s wagon. His head rotated trying to take in all the action around him. He and Nadia had an agreement. He promised to sit quietly if she would let him remain uncaged. He hated being in a cage. It brought back too many memories from when he was young, because though he looked like a child to the others around him, he was the equivalent of a teenager in human years. Turlows aged very slowly even though in their base forms they looked like humans, their age was deceptive.

He nuzzled his head against her neck and then pecked gently on her cheek. She had spent all night with him in his cage. She was the first person in his life to just sit with him. She didn’t use the power of the collar even once and never demanded that he ‘shift’ at her command. When he didn’t speak to her, she talked to him softly and told him all about the circus he was to take part in. He knew the names of all the animals and trainers now. He had a very good memory. When she got tired last night she didn’t leave, instead she trusted him enough to fall asleep with her back against the bars in his cage.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

"Yaltzee, Shift!" Chapter 2

“I don’t work with shape shifters. I work with dragons.” Nadia stood with her hands on her hips.

“And I say you do work with shape shifters,” Warren, the circus manager, ordered. “If you don’t work with the Turlow then you don’t work at all.”

Nadia glared at him. “You would leave Clara in charge of the dragons?”

“In the blink of an eye,” the werewolf snarled. “She has been working with them for almost as long as you and they respect her.”

“Then let her work with the boy,” Nadia snarled. “The dragon act is mine.”

“Not any longer. You work with the shape shifter or you don’t work at all.”

Saturday, February 28, 2015

"Yaltzee, Shift!" - Chapter 1

I recently finished “Shifting” Book 3 as part of the Twin Cities Series.

The Twin Cities Series is set in The Realms, a magical place where beings humans consider mythical, paranormal, or fanciful actually exist side-by-side.
I left a minor character stuck in an unfortunate situation and I feel bad about it.
So I am going to rectify it here in the blog for those that are interested in his story.
You need not have read the Shifting books to enjoy the tale.
Here is the rest of Yaltzee’s story.

“Yaltzee, Shift!”

The two trolls carrying the palanquin chair came to a stop in front of the circus manager’s wagon. Xellist the goblin studied his surroundings through the windows of his mini throne room. The interior of the chair was as ornately decked out as its occupant. The seats were covered in red velvet, the drapes hanging over the windows were a lovely gold brocade, the walls were tuck and rolled in white satin with gold buttons, and the carpet beneath his golden slippers was a thick crimson.

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Fur and Frost - A Dragon Love Story - Chapter 14 (The End)

It happened surprisingly fast. It only took two days for Patel and Tallideer to locate and call in all their hunters from the field. Another day to speak with the parties involved and another to gather all of the members of the two dragon clans in the Furries lair, which was the larger of the two clan’s homes.

Tallideer and Patel stood side-by-side on a tall platform which had been hastily constructed so that all might see them and know the truth of their words.

On the whole, the Furries had taken to their sleeping ledges up on the walls and the floor was predominately reserved for the Frosties. Tallideer had furs brought in and the Frosties took up residence on piles of them scattered across the icy floor. They clustered in families. Even though they had been told this was to be a joyous occasion, there was a certain feel of mistrust with the Furries hanging over their heads and the tension of the past week. It was an unusually quiet gathering with only whispered conversation between mates or from parent to hatchling, for everyone had been ordered to attend, young to old, Fur to Frost.

“We have called you all here today to make an announcement,” Tallideer began. “You have all been made aware of the tragic event that took the lives of Morllo of the Frost clan and Trenic of our Fur clan.”

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Fur and Frost - A Dragon Love Story - Chapter 13

Tallideer held Patel close, his wing draped over her side as she churred softly in his embrace. It had been so long. Why had he thought she did not care? Why had he deserted her when he knew she was driving him away because she no longer felt worthy of him? He was so young, so foolish, so arrogant. He had deprived himself of her love all these long years, for what? His ego?

She licked his paw by her head and he leaned down and affectionately licked her ear in return. This was the way it should have been always. They were meant to be together. He knew it then and he knew it now. He had let it slip away those long years ago. He would not let her go now, no matter what she said. They were both older and much wiser. Their talk had swept away all the errors of their past - all their mistaken tries to do what was right for the other despite what they really felt, which was undying love for one another. He would make it right this time. The Fur and the Frost would learn about one another. They would no longer be isolated. They would know and hunt and love one another.

Patel turned her head and gently nuzzled Tallideer’s neck. She buried her nose in his fur and breathed in the scent of him. His grand plans flew out of his mind like dragons on wing as he thrilled to the warmth of her breath on his neck. Clan business could wait until later, right now he had Patel at his side and all was right for the first time in many, many years.

Saturday, February 7, 2015

Fur and Frost - A Dragon Love Story - Chapter 12

Patel, Uland and Austere took up highly visible positions atop the peaks across the snow covered valley from the Furry Clan’s lair. Patel did not want to arrive unannounced or have their arrival be a surprise in any way. As they approached she let out several ‘arrival’ roars. These were calls used during the war to inform your fellow dragons that you were one of them and not the enemy.

They did not have long to wait before Tallideer emerged onto the landing platform in front of the lair. He stood for a moment and then raised a wing in greeting. Patel led the other two dragons in.

There was plenty of room for all three of the Frosties to land. The Furries were much larger dragons when grown so the platform entry to their lair was huge in comparison to the Frosties entry. Patel noticed right away how ruling the clan had aged Tallideer. The black coat she remembered with such fondness had grey sprinkled throughout it. His muzzle and around his eyes were almost white, but his copper colored eyes still shown bright with intelligence as he stepped forward and lowered his head to her. She raised hers to him and they greeted each other with a gentle head bump. When she couldn’t help herself and stepped in to him further, the bump became a mutual neck caress before she backed away self-consciously remembering her place.

“We are brought together again during difficult times,” Tallideer said in his deep baritone. His eyes reflected the sadness of missed opportunities and the regret of the situation at hand.

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Fur and Frost - A Dragon Love Story - Chapter 11

Zuri rushed into Patel’s burrow unannounced. 

“My Queen,” she panted in her haste. 

She had obviously been running. Belatedly realizing she had barraged into the chamber without permission, she extended a paw and bowed. 

“There has been a death,” she said without ceremony. “Please come.”

Patel rose quickly from her furs and followed her assistant to the entrance of the main lair.

Her sister, Uland was sitting on her haunches clutching her son Morllo to her chest. He was obviously dead. Her two other sons stood to one side. They were battered and beaten as though the three had been in a battle of old.

“What happened,” the Matriarch demanded.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Fur and Frost - A Dragon Love Story - Chapter 10

The stag crashed through the snowdrifts in an attempt to make the tree line before the dragon could descend from above. Trenic could have remained invisible until the last moment, his steel grey coat blending with the grey of the morning overcast sky, but the sun had peeked out and sent his shadow to fall in the stag’s path. Now it was a race. A race the stag would lose. It was too far from the tree line. It didn’t have a chance.

Trenic had left the lair before sun break as soon as the storm had blown itself out. He wanted to get out before his father could catch up with him and tag along. His intention was to make a kill on the way to Austere’s hunting den. If he brought the kill along with him then there would be more time for the three of them to visit undisturbed before he and Zodic had to make it home before nightfall. His father would hold off that long, but if they didn’t show up by dark he would have every able bodied dragon out searching for them by morning. It they didn’t return on their own by nightfall it would be presumed that Zodic had not been found and Trenic was still searching and needed help.

Friday, January 16, 2015

Fur and Frost - A Dragon Love Story - Chapter 9

“You should have seen him,” Austere said with a tipsy giggle, “he is only half his size when he is wet.”

Patel had asked how Zodic and Austere met and Zodic had allowed the young dragoness to tell the story up until now. However, at this point he spoke up.

“I’m fluffy,” he countered.

“Indeed you are,” Austere said and buried her nose in the fur of his shoulder.

Zodic loved the attention, but didn’t think she would have done it in front of her mother and her aunt if she had not had a bit too much mead. She told Zodic privately on the way here that she was apprehensive about meeting with the Matriarch of the Clan. Her word was law and her approval of him meant everything to their relationship if it was to continue. Austere had not watched her intake of liquid courage.

He curled his wing around her and smiled at her when she lifted her face to his. He thought she was going to nuzzle him and hoped her mead fuzzed brain did not allow it. He breathed a small sigh of relief when she looked back toward her mother and aunt sitting across the low table from them.

“We had a heck of a time getting him dry,” she said. “He has a lot of fur.”

Patel had noticed Austere’s delight in Zodic’s furry coat. Patel’s mind harkened back to the feel of Tallideer’s coat beneath her paw pads and a slight shiver ran down her spine.

“I understand that Tallideer is your father,” Patel said. She had not meant to blurt it out like that. She was not thinking properly.

“Yes, do you know him?” Zodic asked.

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Fur and Frost - A Dragon Love Story - Chapter 8

The Frostie lair was alive with activity. Unlike the Furries’ home, where all the sleeping platforms were inside the huge snow cave at the mountain’s peak, most of the Frosties normally lived on the outside in the burrows. However, when the clan woke to the severe winter storm this morning Zodic found out the outside burrows had back entrances into the ice lair. The place was jammed with Frosties all excited about the storm. Patel and her council were trying to do a headcount in order to make sure everyone was in that should be in.

“Not to worry,” Uland told Austere, “your brothers have been out in much worse. They have a nice warm hunting den. We’ll see them when this all blows over.”

Zodic found out first thing this morning when they learned of the storm that Austere had three brothers who were out hunting as she had been when he met her. They were not overdue in any way. The Frosties came and went with deliveries of fresh kills all winter long, but Austere had voiced her concern.

Zodic noticed a commotion taking place toward the west side of the lair. Several larger dragons, including Talbow along with Patel and several of the older dragons, were in a heated discussion about something.

“What’s up with them?” Zodic asked. “Someone missing?”

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Cover Reveal for #3 and #4 of The Star Traveler Series

Sherry D. Ramsey has completed the new covers for Old Friends/New Enemies and The Malefactors. They are exceptional. 
I can't wait to get them up for all of you on the eBooks. 
I am also pleased to announce that they will be available in paper by the end of January. 
That makes four down and two more to go.




Saturday, January 3, 2015

Fur and Frost - A Dragon Love Story - Chapter 7

“I met him when he and Austere came in,” Patel answered her younger sister when she asked if she had met the visiting Furry.

“Austere is quite taken with him,” Uland informed her sister, “and he seems very attracted to her.”

“And what do you want me to do about it, Uland? He is welcome here, but you know how the Furry leader and council feel about inter-mating among the clans. He is welcome to visit and spend the night to rest, but he needs to go home tomorrow.”

“Austere loves him,” Uland sighed. “You know how that can be.”

Patel shifted uncomfortably on her ruling platform. She just finished her morning business as clan head when her sister arrived. She was tired and not particularly interested in rehatching past life history with her sister. Her days of loving Furries was over. She learned her lesson well.
 
Zuri, her assistant, put a bowl of refreshing frozen berries within paw’s reach and retreated to the other side of the chamber.

“I do, and I also know how it very rarely works to try and match dragons of varied clans together even if they are close neighbors.” She popped a pawful of the berries in her mouth.

“Patel,” Uland said in her most persuasive voice, “the youngling is Tallideer’s.”

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