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    Her Dragon, Fury: Dragon Guard Series, #25
    Her Dragon, Fury: Dragon Guard Series, #25
    Her Dragon, Fury: Dragon Guard Series, #25
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    Her Dragon, Fury: Dragon Guard Series, #25

    By Julia Mills

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    Sparks will fly when the past meets the future in the present, but when Pippa meets Fury, it's nothing short of explosive.

     

    Drowning in visions of an ever-changing future, unable to recognize reality from fantasy, this powerful Guardsman was driven from the world of his kin and forced to take refuge atop the mountain of his Ancestors. Decades passed, the predictions eased, and Fury finally learned to deal with the loneliness. Life was pretty good until dreams of a fiery redhead with boundless courage and a heart of gold called to the soul of not only the man but also his Dragon.

     

    Mourning the loss of two of the three people in the entire world she'd ever trusted, swamped with guilt and resentment, this strong-willed private investigator with the ability to see the past was thrown into a tailspin. Forced to leave the only home she'd ever known in search of answers, what started out as a simple road trip, quickly turned deadly. The dreams of her Guardian, a Purple Dragon who always provided comfort and refuge suddenly became all too real. Then to ensure she had to face a new reality, her 'mythical' Warrior burst onto the scene, sent a Demon packing, restored her fraying nerves, and filled her with a hope she'd been sure had abandoned her long ago.

     

    Can an Orphan and a Dragon save the future of an entire race? Will the power of the Mother Goddess and the Ancient Dragon Kings be enough to defeat an enemy as old as time? Will Shifting Vale become a Haven or a Graveyard?

     

    The Universe has Spoken. Fate Will Not Be Denied. And...No one escapes the Fury of Her Dragon.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJulia Mills
    Release dateSep 29, 2024
    ISBN9798227202710
    Her Dragon, Fury: Dragon Guard Series, #25
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      Her Dragon, Fury - Julia Mills

      Her Dragon, Fury

      Copyright © 2018 Julia Mills

      All Rights Reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

      DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictional manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

      NOTICE: This is an adult erotic paranormal romance with love scenes and mature situations. It is only intended for adult readers over the age of 18.

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      To everyone searching for their people, this one’s for you.

      HER DRAGON, FURY

      Sparks will fly when the past meets the future in the present, but when Pippa meets Fury, it’s nothing short of explosive.

      Drowning in visions of an ever-changing future, unable to recognize reality from fantasy, this powerful Guardsman was driven from the world of his kin and forced to take refuge atop the mountain of his Ancestors. Decades passed, the predictions eased, and Fury finally learned to deal with the loneliness. Life was pretty good until dreams of a fiery redhead with boundless courage and a heart of gold called to the soul of not only the man but also his Dragon.

      Mourning the loss of two of the three people in the entire world she’d ever trusted, swamped with guilt and resentment, this strong-willed private investigator with the ability to see the past was thrown into a tailspin. Forced to leave the only home she’d ever known in search of answers, what started out as a simple road trip, quickly turned deadly. The dreams of her Guardian, a Purple Dragon who always provided comfort and refuge suddenly became all too real. Then to ensure she had to face a new reality, her ‘mythical’ Warrior burst onto the scene, sent a Demon packing, restored her fraying nerves, and filled her with a hope she’d been sure had abandoned her long ago.

      Can an Orphan and a Dragon save the future of an entire race? Will the power of the Mother Goddess and the Ancient Dragon Kings be enough to defeat an enemy as old as time? Will Shifting Vale become a Haven or a Graveyard?

      The Universe has Spoken. Fate Will Not Be Denied. And...No one escapes the Fury of Her Dragon.

      CONTENTS

      Index Of The Original Language Of The Dragon Kin

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

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      INDEX OF THE ORIGINAL LANGUAGE OF THE DRAGON KIN

      HER DRAGON FURY

      Tá tú sábháilte mo stór………. You are safe, my treasure

      Ní bheidh feidhm ag an Demon díobháil duit mo maité………. This demon shall not harm you, my mate

      Mo cinniúint………. My destiny

      Mo ghrá………. My love

      Mo dheartháir………. My brother

      A chéadsearc………. Sweetheart

      Deartháireacha go deo……….Brothers forever

      Mo stór………. My Treasure

      Ceann álainn………. Beautiful one

      Mo mhac beloved………. My beloved son

      Le haghaidh ár kin………. For our kin

      Mo cheann fiery………. My fiery one

      Tá tú mo ghrá eternal………. You are my eternal love

      Ta’ mo chroi istigh ionat………. My Heart is Within You

      An chuid is fearr de mo chroí ………. The very best of my heart

      Ceann beag………. Little one

      1

      C ome on, Pip. We really need ya’ on this one.

      No, Shep. I just can’t, not after… Pippa shook her head and took a deep breath, trying to fend off the demons of her last case, the one that nearly cost her what little bit of sanity she had left.

      But…

      But nothing! She screamed, spinning around so quickly the room was but a blur. Closing the distance between them in three steps, she snarled through gritted teeth, Stop! Punctuating every word with a poke to Shep’s chest, she went on, I. Can’t. Do. It. Adding another, stronger poke to the hard-muscled chest of the six-foot-two, gray-at-the-temples, fifty-something Head Sheriff for Mule Pass County, Texas, Pippa stood tall and hissed, "Better yet, I won’t do it."

      Stepping back, he pleaded, at least Shep’s version of pleading, which included messing with the brim of his county-issued, beige Stetson and resting his hand on his thick, dark-brown leather gun belt while he looked at her with hound dog eyes. But you’re the best damn PI I’ve ever seen. That’s the reason I got the Commissioner to hire you on as my Consulting Detective. He raised his hand, waving a manila folder in her face. This woman’s been gone almost a month, and the Feds just now came to me for help.

      Staring into Shep’s, more appropriately known as Sheriff Shepherd Bartholin's, dark green eyes, Pippa refused to budge. It was a Mexican Standoff between two stubborn-as-hell people, and she was sure as shootin’ gonna win. Several long seconds later, sure her point was made, Pippa turned and walked back to the table, opened her duffle bag, and continued stuffing it with enough clothes for at least a month.

      Listening to the heels of Shep’s scuffed, brown cowboy boots striking her wooden floors as he paced the length of her living room, Pippa took long, deep cleansing breaths, trying to control her temper. It wasn’t that she didn’t love the old coot. God knew he was the closest thing to a father she'd ever had, even if he had picked her up for shoplifting when she was thirteen. It was the fact that they'd just laid Jason to rest that was keeping her from taking the case. She needed a break, needed to escape, needed to be anywhere but where she was, thinking about who and what she'd lost.

      Smiling, despite her frustration, images of the day Shep, a beat cop at the time, had grabbed the collar of her ratty, old, navy-blue windbreaker and dragged her kicking and screaming back into Woolworth’s filled her mind. The heavenly scent of ice cream sundaes and chocolate malts from the old-fashioned soda counter filled her senses just as it had all those years ago.

      Closing her eyes, Pippa could hear the man who had become her mentor grumble a whisper as he scolded, You know better, Pippa Marie. Sister Mary Margaret is gonna be very upset with you.

      I don't care, the smart-mouthed teenager spat, hiding her fear with a great big dose of piss and vinegar. The truth was, she did care, and worse than that felt really bad for what she'd done. Hated the fact that she'd let the nun down…again.

      Pulling on her jacket so hard that she stumbled and fell back against his torso, the large silver buckle of his belt digging into the small of her back, Shep warned, You better watch that back-talkin’, little missy.

      Unable to sass back before the cop marched her straight into Mr. Wiggins’ office, Pippa rolled her eyes and refused to look at the department store manager as Shep ordered, Sit down and keep your mouth shut.

      Turning her head and opening her mouth, ready to fire the witty retort dancing on the tip of her tongue, the tall, thin, red-headed teen with freckles covering her nose and cheeks, snapped her lips shut as the deputy leaned down, looked her right in the eye and growled, I said, sit down and be quiet.

      Seeing the cop had reached the end of his rope, Pippa did as she was told, wondering if this was the time she would finally find out what juvie was all about. Pushing the limits and testing her boundaries – rushes of adrenalin - had been the only way to escape the visions haunting her every thought for as long as she could remember.

      No matter what she touched, where she was or who she talked to, pictures of their past, their emotions, even their pain and their joy, filled her brain near to bursting. She was forced to walk in their shoes, feel their feelings and relive their every action whether she wanted to or not.

      It was absolutely maddening, along with infuriating, exasperating, and not to mention, made human interaction damn near impossible. And now she’d gone and done it, pushed her luck once too often. There was no doubt in her mind that she was going to lose the only person who’d ever believed in her and the only place that felt like home.

      Mother Superior Mary Margaret McCarthy, the Head Mistress of St Frances of Assisi Home for Girls, was the one person in all the world who saw a human being when she looked at Pippa, not a check from the state, a way to get free food or as a babysitter for a bunch of bratty young’uns. The nun recognized a girl who had only known pain and disappointment, but who was still worthy of love and respect. It hadn’t been love at first sight for either of them, but after a time, the two strong-willed women made peace and two years after arriving on St Frances’ doorstep, Pippa trusted Sister Mary Margaret enough to tell the older woman her secret.

      Pip had been in the garden, pulling weeds when the Mother Superior stopped by on her way to morning prayer. It all come rolling out in a bundle of sobs and tears when the nun simply asked, How are you today, Pippa Marie?

      To her utter surprise, the nun hadn’t told Pippa that she was crazy or making up lies for attention like one of her foster parents had. Instead, the Mother Superior saw the young girl’s ability as a gift, one that should be used for the good of the Lord. Sister Mary Margaret said Pippa had a light in her soul that had come from God, one that made her special, and in no way a freak.

      The nun tried to help the young girl. She taught her to channel the overwhelming overload of images and emotions that Pippa experienced on a daily basis through meditation and prayer. And, for a while, it actually worked. But just like a band-aid, it had worn off, lost its sticky and frayed at the edges.

      Before long, Pippa reverted to her old ways to stay sane. Sitting in a dark room, with candles all around her and whispering her prayers, flew straight out the window, quickly replaced by the hunt for excitement and thrills, anything to fill her mind so full that the stupid visions couldn't get in. The problem was, this time she'd been caught.

      Are you listenin’ to me, Pippa Marie? The sheriff deputy’s gruff question pulled the little girl from her memories of all those years ago… just as his bark of, Dammit, Pip, talk to me! Did in the present. Not to mention, his growled, What the hell is this?

      Looking over her shoulder, Pippa shrugged when she saw Shep pointing at the map of the United States she’d hung on the wall.

      Practicing darts? He asked as she watched his index finger run along the edge of the fake-feather flight out of the corner of her eye.

      Yeah, something like that, Pippa mumbled under her breath, ignoring the knowing look in the Sheriff’s eye as he came closer, throwing the manila file folder he’d earlier shook in her face onto the table beside her bag.

      Leaning on the back of the chair closest to him, Shep’s head fell forward as he sighed, Look, I know what happened is hard. Hell, Butch and Kenny were two of my oldest friends and Jason was a damn fine Private Investigator. Unfortunately, loss is part of the job.

      When he lifted his head, Pippa was shocked to see his unshed tears and hear the crack in his voice as he went on, But when that call came across the radio, I swear… Pausing, the strongest man Pippa had ever known cleared his throat and as a single tear rolled down his cheek, he admitted, "I nearly drove off the road ‘cause I thought you were the one who was dead."

      The silence caused by that one admission was deafening. The tension was palpable. Sweat slid down her spine and wet her palms. Under the guise of wiping her hand on her jeans, Pippa slipped her fingers into her pocket and wrapped them around the black handled Kershaw pocket knife, the only thing she had left of her best friend and partner, Jason.

      Memories, his memories, raced through her mind like a runaway train. One right after another, flashing and flipping, going forward and then backward until they finally fell into sequence, playing like a video she’d recorded on her cell phone.

      No longer was she in her house on Wurzburg Drive, but instead Pippa was transported back in time, experiencing the whole horrible ordeal through the eyes of her partner. She saw the north side of the empty warehouse. Could feel the cold steel of the grip of his Sig Sauer against her palm. Felt her muscles tighten, ready to fight toe and nail to save an innocent child.

      A picture of Joey, the six-year-old who'd been taken from his front yard by some scumbag looking for a million dollars, was in her head at that moment, just as it had been in the ex-marine's ten days earlier. The whisper of the thick rubber soles of his combat boots against the steel stairs leading to the top floor where the kidnapper had said he would be waiting echoed through her mind.

      She saw Butch and Kenny over Jason’s shoulder. Sensed their need to save the boy and capture the kidnapper just as much as his own. Tensions were off the charts. The three men responsible for the ‘Takedown’, as they

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