Jaded Beasts 3-Dragon/Snake
Dragon – These mystical beings know they are intellectually talented, and can find treasures in places and people. Though gentle, yet forceful in their attitudes towards life and people, they are well liked and quite passionate about all things.
Snake – Of a passionately intense nature, this perceptive being can sometimes procrastinate too much. They are a wealth of knowledge, charismatic, and strong-hearted in both their relationships and the things they accomplish in life.
Dragon's Wish – Mae Powers
Can a tormented dragon shifter and a battered princess’ growing passions withstand a tyrant and a curse that could kill or free them both?
Seth’s Seduction – Emery LaRue
On the battle fields of Drodan, a shifter dragon saves a life for his own. Eiandra knows her savior Seth could be a dangerous seduction.
Serpentine Magick– Ravyn Reccio
The Serpent Lord thought he could conquer any woman, until he came across the mysterious beauty known as the Dark Witch.
Snakes And Ladders – Anna Fallon
Lily Marchant loves her fire-fighting job. She loves pythons. Volunteering in India combines these and adds a double helping of danger, and mystical passion.
The roar of the Hercules engine drowned out any last minute nerves she might have. After a quick hug for the chief, Lily made him promise to visit her mother. Boarding the massive troop carrier plane, the vibration thrummed throughout her body. The Hercules, equipped with aerial fire fighting equipment, boasted a huge interior. A little rough around the edges, certainly no first class flight, Lily sat on a low, metal bench seat. The debriefing went quickly. Lily hid in the background, hoping not to draw attention from the arrogant man running the show.
Good looking, yes, built…oh, yeah. But attitude-wise, no thanks. Lily did not have time for a man, obviously so full of himself, to start bossing her around. Of course, Rob, Chief Hughes, held authority, and Lily fully intended to respect that and follow orders. But if he started sticking his nose into her personal life, well, she would not allow it. Something in his lingering gaze rang of ‘personal’. He looked at her almost as if she needed looking after.
Hell! If he tried treating her like a child…Lily still could not get his dark eyes out of her mind. As he’d addressed the group, she would have sworn his eyes never left her. But, since she hid toward the back, she thought maybe her imagination played tricks on her. Determined to pull her weight and really get involved in India, Lily didn’t want anyone to think of her as anything but ‘one of the boys’.
Proudly holding this position since her second year of service, Lily loved the way the men joked around her. Not one of them even bothered to change the subject if she walked into a conversation anymore. The need to fit in burned deeply for her because, in her job, decisions needed to be made in an instant. No one paused over whether a woman could handle it. A quick well-made decision could mean the difference between life and death. Lily wanted to be like the great fire fighter her father proved himself to be, regardless of gender. This meant she must show the utmost respect to her chief who, for the time being, came in a very distracting package. Yes, she would have to be very careful with Rob Hughes.
Her head rested back on wall of the huge military plane. The vibration soothed her somehow, and, for the last half hour, she had been off with the fairies, daydreaming. The roar of the plane engines did not interfere with her though pattern. Lily might have been relaxing on a tropical island.
“How are you feeling about the trip, Marchant. Any problems or concerns?” the velvety voice of Rob interrupted her thoughts. The voice caressed her, same as she imagined warmed chocolate oozing over her body…
“Marchant!” he demanded, causing her to jump.
That damned tone annoyed the bejeezus out of her. Opening her eyes quickly, she did her best to throw optical daggers of defiance. “Yes, Chief Hughes. Please don’t afford me any extra concern. This little woman is doing just fine.”
“Is that a fact?” He crooked an eyebrow. “Actually, I’m doing a status report for the emotional well-being of my crew.” He flipped his clipboard around.
Lily saw all the names on board had details filled in; she looked to be one of the last. “I see. In that case, I am feeling fine about the trip. Actually, although I may be a little nervous about going to a foreign country, I am looking forward to saving some habitat for the wildlife.”
Rob wrote on his sheet and nodded. “We have a long flight ahead of us, Marchant. Best you rest while you can. The less people moving around the plane the better, but drinks and food will be handed out shortly. There are toilet facilities at the rear.” He looked up and addressed the team, “If anyone feels out of their league, let me know. We are a volunteer group, for assistance, you do not have to unnecessarily endanger your lives.”
“Thanks.” Lily said and rested her head back again, letting her eyes close. She mocked him inside her mind, mouthing unspoken words, her head moving from side to side. You’ll get no special treatment from me! Lily imagined her voice would be squeaky.
A small smile played at her lips, and she jumped again when Rob spoke. She thought he’d returned to his seat by now. He must have stood and watched her. Oops!
“Say something, Marchant?”
“Who, me? No, no, just thinking is all, Chief Hughes,” she said, emphasizing his surname.
All her crew called each other by their first names or nicknames. It wasn’t as if they’d joined the Army. She hoped he took the hint.
“You have something to tell me?” he asked cockily.
“With all due respect, Chief, if I’d wanted to be referred to by my surname, I would have joined the Army. My name is Lily; I’d prefer you use it.” Lily heard snickering from her co-workers.
“With all due respect, Marchant, I am here to do a job, not to make friends.”
Lily wanted to get up and slap him. Of all the arrogant, chauvinistic, pigheaded…
“Just as well,” she quipped “It would be a damn long trip for you otherwise!”
Rob glared back at her, and the snickering grew a little louder. “Like I said, you’d best get some sleep.” He stalked off to his seat, and her best friend in the crew elbowed her.
“He’s hot for you!” Barney whispered.
“Don’t be an idiot, Barney.”
“Okay then.” Barney said it with that little raised pitch in his voice that rang of a future ‘I told you so’.
“Shut up, Barney.” Lily tried not to smile at his jibe, such a funny manner. She loved his crazy humor, but saying Rob Hughes had the hots for her sounded utterly ridiculous.
Rob almost burst out laughing as he watched Lily mimic his words in silence. The cute little smirk and head wobble almost brought him undone. She acted fiery all right, a fiery Firey! The corny joke caused him to mentally chastise himself for lack of sleep. Just to keep the upper hand, he would continue calling her Marchant.
If that lithe, sexy sway of a woman ever got a whiff of how he really felt, she’d probably whack him one.
Looking over her records before he left, Rob saw his concerns of having to baby sit Lily Marchant would more than likely go unfounded. She showed remarkable commitment to the job and her colleagues. Maybe after a week of work here, he might be able to get them all back home safely then ask her out on a date. He suspected she was the kind of woman he wanted to get to know, intimately. Something told him Lily Marchant would be no push-over in the romance department, either. A woman, like her, would make a man work hard for even a sniff of what she offered.
Lucky I’m used to hard work! Rob could not help but wonder exactly what went on inside her head. He knew her to be an animal lover from her answer. Extremely independent, as well. The way her male peers behaved around her, he could tell she could hold court in a sleazy pool hall without any trouble. The way she articulated told him she would be equally at home in a king’s court.
Her hazel eyes seemed mostly brown but verged on green when they flashed with anger. The woman showed spirit. That alone might spell trouble in India. He’d have to keep her busy. She gave all the signs of loose cannon syndrome, especially with threatened animals.
“You’ll have to get past Chief Peters before you get anywhere near Lily,” Greg Wrass spoke from the other side of him.
“Why’s that, and who says I’m interested?” Rob tried to sound nonchalant, but he knew he’d been caught staring at her while she snoozed. He’d learned to know Greg the best since his arrival.
“Chief Peters protects her, like a daughter. Warned us all off, long ago. But none of us really thought of her like that. She’s our buddy, you know? We all been through a lot together, and Lily’s always got our backs,” Greg continued.
“Why do I get the distinct feeling I hear the words, ‘if you hurt her, you’ll answer to me?’” Rob appreciated Greg’s concern, but he really didn’t need a lecture on who he could and couldn’t show interest in.
Greg shrugged. “Just so as you know…”
One thing Rob did appreciate was honesty. “Look man, I’m hearing you. But you have nothing to worry about. Something tells me, she can look after herself just fine.”
“You got that right.”
“For now, we have a job to do and get back home safely. You can warn me off then.”
Greg chuckled. “Yeah, right.”
Rob rested his head back and thoughts of the coordinating job in India danced in his mind. The wildfires spread to the jungles in the North East. Some raged in the South as well. The worst part being, all these fires were lit deliberately. Farmers, campers or poachers usually did the damage. This time, the winds showed no signs of letting up, and the fires had wiped out half of the reserves, as it was. Rob was determined to stop the burning and save what he could. He’d stay tough, bossy and get them all home safe.
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