Traveling as a dragon…If you're lucky enough to shift into a dragon that has wings, you no longer have to fly coach and the world, as they say, is your oyster. Margery, a dragon Queen from my book The Queen's Dance, unexpectedly shifted into a sky dragon and can fly over the earth at great speeds. If she wasn't trying to remain incognito from the nefarious dragon studs who want to kidnap her, she could have start her day with a breakfast in Paris.
She would choose a pain au chocolat, similar to a chocolate croissant and a cafe au lait, a big bowl of milk and coffee. Then after whizzing around all the sights of Paris, taking in the Eiffel Tower and the Louvre, she'd pay a visit to Versailles and pop into the Hall of Mirrors to see why Napoleon wept when he viewed it for the first time.
Making sure to also keep off of the ruling Queens' radar -- because it's not a good idea to enter another Queen's territory unannounced, Margery would spend the rest of the day sight seeing. She'd kiss the Blarney Stone in Ireland, perch on top of Big Ben in England and then fly over the Kremlin in Russia. As a dragon Queen, Margery has a treasure hoard. Her hoard is tea, so you can be sure she's shifting back into a human for a cuppa or two and ship a bunch of exotic teas back home to enjoy later.
For lunch, she'd cruise down the Nile and chomp on some alligator, maybe shifting back to human to enjoy some honey and dates and then it's off to Morocco for some refreshing mint tea. Taking back to the sky again, she'd breeze through the Australian outback and then spend the rest of the afternoon lying on a secluded beach in Bora Bora.
To cool off, she'd jet up to Antarctica and play with the polar bears and then head off to Mount Everest to rescue a climbing expedition. As a reward to herself, she'd then go to Japan and take in a tea ceremony and then over to Thailand for a spicy iced chai. She'd end the day with a Hawaiian luau and then take to the sky for a nightly show of the Aurora Borealis.
Of course, because of the very real threat of being caught by the Cult of Humanity, who want to eradicate all the dragons from the earth, Margery could never flit around the world like this without her consort and protector. And since her protector, Remy, can't fly because he's a lake dragon without wings, that would limit her traveling quite a bit. He could, however, show her the mysteries of the lochs of Scotland. Everything else, though, they'd have to reserve a private jet.
Blurb…Despite his handicaps outside his natural habitat, water dragon Remy “Champ” Champlain fights to protect Queen Margery from those who plot to quash her damaging news reports by silencing her...forever.
He can never have her, but he'll protect her with his life.
After newly shifted sky dragon Queen Margery is rescued from smugglers by water dragon Remy Champlain, she debates whether to flesh out the story that nearly got her killed or embrace her royalty and build a court of protectors and studs. Sparks fly between Remy and her. He’d love her to give up her job and settle down…hopefully with him…but he can’t fly and she can’t swim, so their relationship can never get off the ground.
Margery was lying out in the sun again. She felt the heat press into her bones from the hard deck under her and the rays beating into her skin.
Listening, she could hear the creak of the deck chair and the splash of the waves. Where was Remy?
She wanted to open her eyes and sit up, but she didn’t know where they were. Would she be flashing all of Lake Champlain? Her hands inched around on the deck hoping to find her bikini. No luck. But she did feel a sheet balled up at the very edge of her reach. Snatching it, she wrapped it around herself and sat up and wobbled—she’d had tequila hangovers that didn’t feel like this. When her eyes adjusted to the sunlight, she realized she was alone.
“Remy?” she called. She didn’t feel up to standing, so she sat there on deck and wondered why she’d passed out. It had just been starting to get good, too. Margery touched her lips where Remy’s kisses had left their brand then smiled and hoped he didn’t think he’d frightened her.
While she’d gotten really cold, and the dark did remind her briefly of being a prisoner below deck with the pirates, that’s where the similarities ended. Margery knew Remy would never hurt her. She wasn’t sure why she’d passed out, but it had nothing to do with him. Concentrating, she tried to emerge into a dragon so she could fly around the lake, but pain jackhammered into her skull until she was retching bile over the side of the deck.
“Shit,” she gurgled.
She thumped back to the deck and closed her eyes until the pain went away, which took longer than she expected. Luckily, the sun’s warmth bored into her every pore, and the headache eased to a mild throb. Margery stretched and rolled over so she wouldn’t get sunburned.
Too bad she’d passed out. She didn’t quite get the politics of the consort thing, but if it was a choice between Remy, Casimiro, and a total stranger, her best bet was Remy. It didn’t have to be love, after all. Not yet, anyway. It would have been nice to have a night of mind-blowing sex and fall asleep cuddled up in a man’s arms. Ever since Casimiro did a number on her heart, Margery wasn’t too keen on letting that organ decide her bed partners. Her libido had good taste, and right now Remy would fit the bill. If she could stay conscious for it.
A big wave lifted the boat, and she clutched at the deck as the vessel swayed nearly to tipping. Then Remy launched onto the deck. He was fully dressed and not even dripping.
She squinted up at him. “How do you do that?”
“Did you have a nice night?” he asked, turning his back on her to go to the helm and raise the anchor.
The Emerging Queens Series:
The Queen's Wings…FBI dragon Reed’s disdain for humans can’t mask the magnetic attraction he has for Carolyn, but when she tells him she’s going to shift into a dragon he thinks she’s crazy. A female hasn’t been hatched, or shape shifted, in over a thousand years. He’s proven wrong after Carolyn shifts and is named the new Queen on the block. When the Cult of Humanity kidnaps Carolyn to sacrifice her, Reed must face his fears—and feelings, racing to save the woman he realizes he can’t live without.
The Queen's Flight…Viola Pierce has never had particularly great luck with guys. That is, until the day she shifts into a glorious, deadly, three-headed dragon. As it turns out, Viola is a dragon Queen. As a rule, Sergei hates Queens, but the Viola's beauty and humanity reach something deep within him. When she names him her protector and consort—quite by accident—a heated and unexpected attraction grows. But the dragon court is ruthless...and what doesn't kill Viola will only make her more dangerous.
Author Bio: Jamie Kleinkauf-Schmidt has over thirty short stories published in small press and ezines. She holds a Bachelor of Arts Degree from the State University of New York at New Paltz in Secondary Education English, which is a fancy way of saying she went to college to teach high school English. When that didn’t pan out, she worked as a call center manager, a Tupperware consultant, a paralegal, and finally a technical writer for a major conglomerate company. She is an active member in the Romance Writers of America (RWA), serving as the PRO liaison for her local chapter Connecticut Romance Writers of America (CTRWA).
When not writing, Jamie relaxes with a mug of hot tea and knits or makes beaded jewelry. She sells her handcrafted items at The Dudley Farm during the summer. A voracious reader, Jamie has a Kindle and is not afraid to use it.
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