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    Dragons of the Bay: Dragon Bound, Book 1 (Dragon Shifter Romance)
    Dragons of the Bay: Dragon Bound, Book 1 (Dragon Shifter Romance)
    Dragons of the Bay: Dragon Bound, Book 1 (Dragon Shifter Romance)
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    Dragons of the Bay: Dragon Bound, Book 1 (Dragon Shifter Romance)

    By Mac Flynn

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    Sophie, a normal human with normal problems, unknowingly makes the biggest decision of her life when she takes a night walk through the park.  She stumbles upon a swirling mystery that pulls her into new troubles, and a new world.  There she finds herself falling into one misadventure after another that leads her into the arms of a handsome dragon.

    Euclid is a dragon of high blood, but has distanced himself from his family and birthplace.  He returns to his home after a long absence only to find himself the unwilling owner of a newly arrived Maiden, a human woman from the other world.  At first he seeks only to find her a place in her new world, but he soon learns that the only place he wants her to be is by his side.

    Together they learn to live and love, but a dark mystery blocks out any future happiness for the pair.  Shadows lurk in the narrow streets of the bay city and a threat comes from across the sea to do the bidding of a vengeful monster.  Their newfound bonds must carry them through the darkness before the shadows sweep them away and into the arms of an ancient horror.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCrescent Moon Studios, Inc.
    Release dateJan 12, 2018
    ISBN9788827550892
    Dragons of the Bay: Dragon Bound, Book 1 (Dragon Shifter Romance)
    Author

    Mac Flynn

    A seductress of sensual words and a lover of paranormal plots, Flynn enjoys writing thrilling paranormal stories filled with naughty fun and hilarious hijinks. She is the author of numerous paranormal series that weave suspense, adventure and a good joke into a one-of-a-kind experience that readers are guaranteed to enjoy. From long adventure novels to tasty little short-story treats, there's a size and adventure for everyone.Want to know when her next series comes out? Join The Flynn newsletter and be the first to know! macflynn.com/newsletter/Also check out her website at macflynn.com for listings and excerpts of all of her books!

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      Dragons of the Bay - Mac Flynn

      Flynn

      1

      Sophie!

      Sophie dove and stretched out her arm. The tips of her fingers wrapped around the spinning object. It was cold and hard, but she snatched it from the air before gravity forced her downward. She dropped onto her stomach and slid a few feet, coming to a stop with a grin on her face and her hand full of success.

      A young woman and two men walked up to her. One of the men shook his head as he smiled down at his friend. Did you really have to do all that? It was just a Frisbee.

      Sophie looked up at them and held up the Frisbee. "But I

      caught

      it

      ."

      Her female friend rolled her eyes and helped Sophie up. Around the group of four friends was a large, green park. They stood in an open meadow near the river, but a short twenty yards away was the forest of trees that cast most of the rest of the park in shadows. A cobblestone path wound its way through the trees, diving under a few bridges in its path to the parking lot and the busy street beyond that. Other than the group, there were only a handful of other people around.

      Do you have to make everything into an adventure? she

      asked

      her

      .

      A sly smile slipped onto Sophie’s lips as she wagged her eyebrows at her friend. I guess I can’t get enough like you can’t get enough of your double-mocha-latte-with-extra-sprinkles, Brittany.

      Brittany frowned. I need it to survive.

      What about me? one of the guys spoke up, a husky man with a

      wide

      grin

      .

      Brittany sighed. Don’t be jealous of the coffee, Chad. You’re a close second.

      Chad looked to the man on his left and tapped his elbow against the other’s arm. "I bet I’m a lot higher than

      you

      ,

      Abel

      ."

      Abel was tall with a lean but not skinny build. He smiled at his shorter friend. I’m fine with that. His eyes flickered to Sophie. "I’d rather be higher on

      another

      list

      ."

      Sophie averted her gaze from his eyes and held the Frisbee above her head. Anyone up for another few tosses?

      Only if you promise not to catch it with your teeth, Brittany insisted.

      Abel looked up and shielded his eyes against the sun. Looks like we’d better go. It’s almost night.

      Sophie frowned. What’s the matter with that? We can play in the path lights.

      Haven’t you heard about the strange sounds and disappearances? Brittany

      asked

      her

      .

      Sophie arched an eyebrow. "No. What

      about

      them

      ?"

      It’s just a bunch of bullshit, Chad insisted.

      Brittany glared at him. "It’s not a bunch of bullshit. My brother’s friend said he heard about it from a cousin about the strange things

      going

      on

      ."

      "That doesn’t make

      it

      true

      ."

      "Yes,

      it

      does

      !"

      No, it doesn’t.

      Don’t make me put you below ice cream!

      Sophie stepped between them and raised her arms in front of their faces. Guys! What’s been happening?

      People have been saying a strange light appears at random spots around the park, Abel told her. Someone tried kicking a ball into one and the ball disappeared.

      Brittany’s shoulders slumped and she pushed her lips out in a pout. "I wanted to

      tell

      her

      . . ."

      How about if I buy you an ice cream? Chad offered.

      She perked up. Really?

      "But only if I’m the top of

      your

      list

      ."

      Brittany grabbed Chad’s hand and yanked him in the direction of the parking lot. You will be if I get three scoops!

      Sophie moved to stand beside Abel as she smiled at her retreating friends. He’s going to run through his money keeping himself at the top of her list, she commented.

      Abel glanced down at her and his soft eyes studied her face. "At least he’ll be at

      the

      top

      ."

      Sophie shrank beneath his intense gaze, but she held up the Frisbee. I think this is yours.

      He turned so they faced each other and set his hand over hers that held the item. "Come on, Sophie. You know how I feel about you. Why don’t we start

      going

      out

      ?"

      She cringed and turned her face away. I-I can’t. I just don’t feel the same way about you. Her eyes flickered to him. Can’t we just keep being friends?

      His face fell. That’s it? Just friends?

      Sophie pursed her lips and sighed. "Listen, Abel, it really is just me. I’m not ready for a commitment, not yet. I just feel like I’m supposed to do

      something

      else

      ."

      Abel’s eyebrows crashed down. Like what? Cure cancer?

      She whipped her head to him and glared at her friend. That’s not funny.

      No, it’s not, but none of this is. He pulled the Frisbee from her hand and half-turned from her. "Tell me when you’re ready for a date. I might still be around." He marched off, leaving Sophie alone.

      Her shoulders fell and she hung her head. Stupid, stupid, stupid. . .

      Abel stomped to the parking lot where he found his other friends waiting beside his car. Brittany looked past him at where he’d come from. There was no clear view of the meadow from the parking lot. Where’s Sophie?

      Abel unlocked the car and opened the driver’s door. She’s still there.

      Isn’t she coming? Brittany persisted.

      Can we just leave? Abel snapped.

      Brittany glared at him. Did you two have a fight?

      Just get in the car, he ordered before he slipped into

      his

      seat

      .

      Chad grasped Brittany’s shoulders. She’ll be fine. She’s got her own ride, remember?

      But the stories-

      Even if they are true do you really think a light would do anything to Sophie? he

      asked

      her

      .

      She bit her lower lip and looked back at the park. "

      No

      ,

      but

      -"

      Come on, he insisted as he gave her a gentle tug toward the car. You can call her later and talk for hours.

      Brittany reluctantly climbed into the car, and the three of them drove to the entrance. The streetlights were just turning on as they made their way onto the street.

      Sophie wrapped her arms around herself and walked down the cobblestone path. Her head was bowed and her heart was heavy. Why couldn’t you have just said ‘yes’ and move on? she muttered to herself.

      Her mind’s voice spoke up: because you have stuff

      to

      do

      .

      Sophie snorted. Like what? Graduate college with a ton of debt and flip burgers? She shook her head. Some adventure that would- A soft glow caught her attention.

      Sophie raised her head and furrowed her brow. One of the bridges lay thirty feet ahead of her. Her path, the lower one, sank five feet into the ground to allow for rainwater to sink into the grates along the sides. The bridge was thirty feet wide, enough for two passing carriages, and had a few sickly florescent lights in its ceiling.

      Those, however, weren’t the source of the glow. The light originated from a small circle that hovered in the center of the lower path and two feet above the ground. The light within the circle swirled in a slow, clockwise pattern like water draining down

      a

      sink

      .

      Sophie stepped closer, but stopped ten feet from the glow. She stooped and grabbed a stick from the ground. A simple toss and the stick disappeared into the vortex, but there was no clatter behind the glow as the stick dropped behind it. She stood and frowned. Her pulse quickened as a feeling of dread fell over her. She

      stepped

      back

      .

      The vortex shifted. Its smooth, slow stride quickened to match her pulse. Sophie’s short brown hair drew in front of her face and toward the glow. Her clothes followed as she felt a pull from the vortex. Leaves and sticks flew past her and were sucked into the hole. The pull grew stronger and her feet slid along the ground.

      Sophie lifted her foot to take a step back and the pull pulled her off both feet. She cried out as her rear hit the ground. The young woman rolled onto her stomach and clawed at the cobblestones as she was sucked toward

      the

      hole

      .

      Help! Help me! she screamed as the vortex drew her upward into an angled position.

      Her fingernails latched onto one of the larger stones as her feet were drawn into the portal. Her feet felt like a ton of rocks pressed on all sides of her shoes like a black hole. She gritted her teeth and pulled herself away from the vortex.

      Her fingernails slipped. She let out a scream as she flew backward into the hole. Her cry was cut short as the portal shut

      behind

      her

      .

      A few leaves stirred around the area, and then there was nothing save for the scratch marks on the cobblestones.

      2

      Sophie tumbled head-over-heels through the suffocating darkness that made up the inside of the portal. The blackness was so deep that she didn’t know if her eyes were open or closed.

      Just when she felt like she couldn’t take anymore, a light appeared ahead of her. The speed of the vortex meant she was thrown from its mouth and crashed onto a hard, pine-needle covered surface. Her shoulder hit a rock on her tumble and cut her shirt open. She came to a stop against the trunk of a

      large

      tree

      .

      Sophie looked up in time to watch the portal shrink until it vanished, leaving her alone in the dark. However, a quick look around told her she wasn’t in the park anymore. She lay in a small clearing surrounded by thorny brush. The soft-bark willow trees and birch were replaced by the rough trunks of large pine trees. They were so thick that she couldn’t see more than a hundred feet before countless more trees blocked

      her

      view

      .

      There were no streetlights, only the twinkling of a vast tapestry of stars that peeked out through the thick canopy. The cobblestone path was now a hard-packed dirt trail that lay some ten feet away

      from

      her

      .

      Sophie climbed to her feet and winced as her shoulder complained. She clapped her hand over the wound and shuffled over to where the portal had disappeared. Nothing remains but some disturbed pine needles.

      She turned in a circle and bit her lower lip as her eyes surveyed the wild scene around her. Where the hell am I? she whispered.

      A cool breeze swept over her. She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. A flicker of movement out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. She turned to look at the spot. Nothing moved. Nothing

      was

      seen

      .

      Hello? Is anyone there? she

      called

      out

      .

      A distant howl made her blood run cold. The noise echoed down the path and bounced off the trees that surrounded her. Her pulse quickened as she took a few steps back. Her heel stepped on a branch. She winced as the twig broke, making an audible cracking sound.

      The howl didn’t repeat itself, but the silence that followed was far more unnerving. Her eyes flitted over every shadow and dark form. She breathed in short, quick gasps.

      A low growl in front of her caught her attention. She whipped her head in that direction and her heart stopped. Before her, in the darkest shadows, was a pair of yellow glowing eyes. They stared at her with a hungry,

      cunning

      look

      .

      Sophie swallowed the lump in her throat. Her eyes flickered down to the ground. A large stick lay near her feet. She bent her knees and eased herself down with her hand outstretched for the branch. The creature growled, making her freeze.

      Her eyes widened as the beast stepped out of the brush and into the clearing. It was a monstrous wolf that stood on its hind legs. Its body was shaped like that of a man, but nearly seven feet tall and covered in gray fur. Its head was that of a wolf, but those eyes didn’t match the body. They were too smart, too attentive, too human.

      The creature threw back its head and howled. Sophie grabbed the stick and stumbled back just as the wolf leapt at her. She raised the stick in front of her to block its body, but the creature knocked it out of her hands.

      The beast shoved her to the ground and pinned her there with the weight of his own body. The thing leaned his long-snouted face down so that their noses nearly touched. It curled its lips back in a long snarl that showed off two rows of long, sharp teeth. She turned her face to one side and shut her eyes. Its warm, putrid breath wafted over her. She shuddered.

      The wolf yelped and whipped its head up. She peeked open one eye. The creature sat over her and shook its head. It clawed at its right ear and growled.

      A soft, low whistle floated through the woods and over the pair. The wolf perked up its head and its ears. The deadly look in its eyes vanished, replaced with an empty gaze. Sophie watched in amazement as she creature climbed off her and turned away. It trudged into the woods in the direction it had come without

      looking

      back

      .

      Sophie scrambled to her feet and rushed in the opposite direction. Her feet pounded against the hard dirt as she rushed down the path. A shadow loomed up on her. She screamed and tried to stop, but her feet tripped over themselves. Sophie crashed face-first onto the ground in a pile of bruises and an aching shoulder.

      A pair of heavy leather boots stepped up to her face. Her heart beat fast as her eyes traveled up the worn leather pants and across the heavy leather coat to the smiling face of a woman some thirty years old. She had long brown hair that cascaded over her shoulders and ringed her tanned face. Slung over one shoulder and behind her back was a large

      leather

      bag

      .

      The woman leaned forward and into a stream of starlight. Her flat nose was that of a pig and the tips of her stubby fingers resembled hooves. I wasn’t expecting a welcoming party from Bruin Bay, the woman quipped.

      Sophie gasped and sat up. She scrambled backward, but her direction was off and she skidded into a mess of thorny bushes. They caught hold of her clothes and stuck her fast to

      the

      spot

      .

      The woman clomped up to her and kneel before the frightened woman with a crooked smile on her lips. What’s gotten you so much in a fright? Haven’t you ever seen a traveling merchant before? Sophie could only stare with wide eyes at the creature. The woman looked her up and down, and furrowed her brow. "That’s a strange set of clothes you’ve got on. Where are

      you

      from

      ?"

      Sophie swallowed the lump in her throat. "W-what

      are

      you

      ?"

      The woman raised an eyebrow. What am I? Don’t you know? Sophie shook her head. The woman leaned back and frowned. "What kind of backwater human settlement did you come from that you haven’t seen

      a

      sus

      ?"

      A s-sus? Sophie repeated.

      Yeah. You know, what you and dragons call pig people, she explained.

      Sophie blinked at her. Dragons?

      A sly smile slipped onto the sus’s face. "You’re really lost, aren’t you? Let’s get you out of there and then

      we’ll

      talk

      ."

      The stranger picked the brambles off Sophie’s clothes and pulled her to her feet. Sophie put her weight on her left foot and cried as a pain shot up

      her

      leg

      .

      Hold still, the woman ordered her as she stooped in front of her. She wrapped her hands around Sophie’s ankle and squeezed. Sophie yelped. Just a bad sprang. It should be fine in the morning. The woman stood and slipped beside Sophie. She hefted one of Sophie’s arms over her shoulders and smiled at her. "There’s a small clearing ahead of us that we can stop for the night. You might have seen it as you ran down

      the

      path

      ."

      Sophie’s eyes widened and she shook her head. N-not there! There’s a wolf thing there!

      The sus arched an eyebrow. "Wolf thing? Oh, you mean a werewolf? A nice fire should scare

      them

      away

      ."

      Werewolf. . . Sophie whispered.

      Come on. I’m getting hungry.

      Together the pair stumbled their way up the path to the clearing where Sophie had made her entry in this strange woods. The woman eased her onto a fallen tree and went about making a ring of stones in front

      of

      her

      .

      Sophie wrapped her arms around herself and glanced around. Don’t be so nervous. If it does come back I have a solution to it- she patted her bag that lay near her, "-

      right

      here

      ."

      Sophie stopped looking around and turned her attention to the piggish woman. "Where

      am

      I

      ?"

      In Wolfswald, or Wolf Forest to those who don’t know the local tongue, she told her. She stacked a

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