First Page – Crouching Tigress Horny Dragon

The third book in my Fire Mate series is shaping up nicely and I thought I’d share the first page with you all today. It’s unedited so there’s bound to be some typoes and mistakes. Feedback/thoughts/opinions more than welcome. Have at it :)

Chapter One

Ryan Conley left Australia to save his big brother from getting a punch to the jaw. From Ryan.

Every since Tyson—the country’s most revered dragon-shifter—let himself be seen just about every dragon with a grudge against the unwanted interest in their species decided to take it out on Ryan.

No one was brave enough to confront Tyson himself, especially not while his human Fire Mate was pregnant with their first child. (Seriously, how was that going to work? Egg? Baby? Who knew? Ryan still hadn’t worked it out and if Tyson and Sera had, they weren’t telling anyone.) Confronting Tyson Conley at this very point in time about the new hordes of dragon watchers running around Sydney with telephoto lenses pointed at anything in the sky with wings, not to mention the suddenly influx of Extraho Venator into Sydney since Tyson’s sighting basically meant you were lucky to walk away with your wings still intact. Not smart. Nor productive for a pain-free existence.

Which meant those miffed came after Ryan. Ryan Conley who had never let anyone see him in his dragon form. Ryan Conley who never shifted unless he knew there wasn’t a human in a one-hundred mile radius.

Ryan Conley who was the epitome of innocent dragon-shifter behavior.

Okay, that last one might be a bit of a stretch. He wasn’t exactly an angel and Tyson had, one more than one occasion, needed to step in and drag his scaly arse out of a pub fight or two, but Ryan never ever shifted when he shouldn’t, nor drew attention to his species. Unlike Tyson, who up and exposed them all because of his Fire Mate. So how was it that Ryan ended up bearing the brunt of the disgruntled dragons in Australia? Because Ryan was an easier target than Tyson. Ryan wasn’t the Alpha dragon. Ryan wasn’t the discipliner. And Ryan wasn’t a complainer.

But Ryan had got fed-up with all the grumbles and whining and carry-on from his fellow shifters, had grown tired of telling them all to suck it up. Had started to get down-right angry at their ingratitude for the efforts Tyson had gone to squelch the unwanted attention, and before he knew it, he was directing his anger at his big brother.

Which told Ryan it was time to leave for a while.

He loved Tyson and his wife, Sera, more than humanly possible. The love of a dragon-shifter was beyond powerful, but right now, with all the shit from the other shifters—and with all the hormones and territorial protecting from the expecting parents—Ryan knew it was better he vacate the country.

For two reasons. He needed to stretch his wings. Like, really stretch his wings and doing that in Australia at the moment wasn’t easy. And two, the lovey-doveyness between Tyson and Sera was making Ryan…unsettled.

3 Comments

  1. Ok, I’m so loving this…

    • Lexxie Couper says:

      Yay! That’s excellent to hear, Savannah :) Thank you so much. I’m planning to have it finished mid-June (give or take a few days *grin*)

  2. Val says:

    Yep egg definitely egg :) Liking it.

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