The Prophecy Unfolds: Dragon Queen

The
Prophecy

Unfolds

Dragon
Queen

By

Scarlett
Flame

scarlett.flame.com

About the Author

My name is Scarlett
Flame, and I am passionate about writing, and write about passion.

I am a qualified
Children's Nurse, and have a degree and PgDip (Masters
qualification), so probably not someone you would expect to write
erotica. Although born in Salford, I reside in Manchester, England.

I love to read and write,
but only started writing seriously almost three years ago. Singing is
a particular pastime I enjoy, listening, as well as singing myself.
This is why you are likely to find me attending gigs, and enjoying
the Indie bands that abound in Manchester. These perform in general
in an area of Manchester called the Northern Quarter.

Although my debut novel
was a collection of short erotic stories, ( one does have a fantasy,
paranormal, sci fi elements, this story is a paranormal erotic
romance, set on a Steampunk world. Having dragons, werewolves,
magicians, and other amazing creatures to discover.

I am an avid reader and
writer, and share my reviews of books, gigs and my adventures (when I
have them), on my Blog. So, please visit often. I recently was
awarded Blogger of the Year 2014 by Skelat.I am very proud of that
achievement.

Copyright ©
Scarlett Flame

This book is a work of
fiction and any resemblance to persons, living and dead, or places,
events or locales is purely coincidental.

The character's are
productions of the authors imagination and used fictitiously.

Finally,
my life was getting back on track following a worrisome number of
months.

I
had had a great deal of trouble sleeping of late as I had been
constantly disturbed by dreams I can only describe as nightmares!

These
dreams always included the same shadowy characters with obscure
faces. The one recurring theme being, I became intimate with each one
of them. To say this wasn't in my usual nature would be an
understatement.

In
all my relationships I had always been monogamous. A fundamentally
one-man-girl, who wouldn't dream of being unfaithful. Perhaps,
because of this, these dreams proved very disturbing and included
sexual acts I'd heard of, but would never think of taking part in.
Little did I suspect that these dreams would prove to be the
precursor to an amazing series of adventures

This
story proper, began one day driving through the glorious Welsh
countryside on my way to check out accommodation procured in
anticipation of my move. This would act as a base to work from Monday
to Friday, at my new job

Previously
I had worked in a general hospital close to my family home in
Manchester. But wanted to spread my wings after ending a long term
relationship with my childhood sweetheart, Paul.

I
realised that I now needed space to develop new friendships and put
my love life on the back burner. My career would become my first
priority. So, this became part of that plan. My new contract as a
Children's Nurse for an Agency in a hospital not far from Bangor in
North Wales which meant relocating.

On
that day I drove through the Snowdonia National Park where pine trees
crowded either side of the road. I spotted a little picnic area to
one side, flanked by a small car park. It was a beautiful sunny day
and as I had brought along a packed lunch therefore I parked up to
take advantage of the sunnys weather. As I parked I realised mine was
the only car there, but thought no more about it. I had no problem
eating here at the edge of the forest.

I
retrieved my sandwich, carton of orange and my book and wandered over
to the farthest table. From here it was possible to watch the
squirrels and birds as they searched amongst the bins for crumbs.

I'd
sat there enjoying my book for about ten minutes when two things
happened. First, I became aware that a hush had descended in a flash
in the forest. I no longer heard the scampering of the squirrels or
the birds singing. When I looked up I couldn’t see any of them
around the area they had occupied only a few minutes earlier.

The
second thing was a sound that I could only compare to that of the
sound barrier being broken. A whoosh, bang and a slight popping
noise. Yet an instant after, the birds and squirrels returned,
chirping and moving through the grass as before.

I
shrugged, went back to the page in my book and continued to eat.
However, after a while a sense of uneasiness descended over me. I
raised my head to find myself being spied upon.

The
watcher, a tall broad -shouldered man with dirty blonde hair tied at
the nape. His eyes the most vivid blue I had ever beheld. I estimated
him to be about twenty-five to thirty years old. He regarded me with
silent intensity. His odd clothing caught my eye. Old fashioned
garments, dark trousers laced up the front, a long-sleeved suede
jacket of a similar material, and leather boots

I
turned my head to check for any cars or vans on the car park and
jumped as I spotted two more men. One to my left and another I saw in
my peripheral vision to the right. The man on the left appeared to be
dressed similar to the first, but with sandy hair and sea-green eyes.

In
contrast, he wasn't quite as broad, although equally tall. All three
men appeared over six feet tall. The last wore dark hair to his
shoulders that hung loose, and I saw the most amazing violet eyes .

The
appearance of these men with no noise, and staring at me in rapt
fascination not uttering a word, spooked me. My heart began beating
so loud and fast I thought that I was having some kind of heart
attack.

But
the most unnerving thing of all was all three men appeared familiar,
a déjà vu sort of moment. I’d dreamt about these
three men for so long. I knew at once these were the shady characters
from my dreams. Dreams that time after time had haunted my sleep over
the last year.

I
decided that sitting still was stupid, so made a grab for my bag and
shot through to the right as I ran toward one of the many footpaths
I’d spotted earlier.

My
flight or fight response gave me swift feet, (or so I thought), but
obviously not swift enough. Before I got ten yards down the path two
of the three had already moved, appearing in front of me. Shifting so
fast I could hardly believe my eyes. I turned to head back to where
I'd come from. Hoping to make it back to my car.

Fate
once again took charge as I ran straight into the third man, the
blonde. It was like running into a brick wall, as he ensnared me in
his solid muscular arms. My heart stuttered, and I felt the zing of
an electric current pass through my body. I never claimed to be a
particularly brave person, and I hyperventilated, gasping. As I
endeavoured to catch my breath.

One
of them began to stroke my hair, saying “Calm down Alex, calm
down. Breathe slowly we won't hurt you.” but, at that point my
knees gave way and I collapsed into darkness, terrified.

How
did that man know my name was Alex?

I
came to, lay on a huge bed in a strange bedroom – the biggest
bed I'd ever seen. Enormous! All that came to mind was a little rhyme
my granddad used to sing “Ten in the bed and the little one
said roll over” it was so big. The other thing I noticed, was
the odd lighting. The fixtures resembled gas lamps of some sort, but
were giving off normal light. Candles set either side of the bed were
obviously not there as a decoration as they were all burnt down with
use. How strange everything appeared.

Sat
on the bed next to me, to my right was the sandy haired man. To my
left the one with dark hair while stood at the end of the bed was the
blonde. I stared in agitation from one to the other and I panicked.
Terrified I speculated wildly
What do they want with me,
and where am I?
I became frantic
and tried to escape to the top of the bed. As far away as possible
from my captors.

The
sandy haired man handed me a glass of water but I was too frightened
to drink it,
What if it was drugged?
I
thought in shock.

The
blonde began to speak in a soft distinct voice. He introduced himself
as Aston, pointed to the sandy haired man indicating that his name
was Leon. Finally, nodding to my left and said “Vanda”.
Each gave me a slight nod, but I still couldn't respond.

Where
the hell had they brought me to, and why? How on earth did they know
my name was Alex?

They
continued to stare as if fascinated by me and my thoughts once again
became chaotic.

I
think Aston realised I wasn't getting any calmer but quite the
reverse. As I was now shaking so violently my teeth chattered. He
spoke again in a slow clear voice , in such a strange accent I
considered might be European. Yet his words were clear and concise.

“
Alex,
you need to calm down and sip some of the water. None of us will harm
you. We could never harm you, but quite the reverse. Our intent is to
take care of you and protect you from now on.”

Oh
oh, that was the wrong thing to say. Now, In my head I was thinking
What!
and I assumed
that I had been kidnapped by some foreign gang and about to be abused
by them all.
Not good at all.
I
wildly speculated.

Vanda
then began to speak, “Look at me Alex, focus on me”

I
turned and gazed into those beautiful violet eyes and became
powerless to turn away. Mesmerised as if set in stone I slowly began
to relax. My breathing more even. Yet unable to comprehend why this
was happening. Wanting to look away, my body not capable of
cooperating. I remained transfixed.

Aston
spoke again. ”We are not on your earth any more Alex. We are on
a planet called Syros in a galaxy far from yours. Do you remember a
strange popping noise? Well, that was a portal opening from our
planet to yours. It acts as kind of wormhole through space so we can
move with ease from our universe to yours. We have been visiting your
planet for millennia.”

Oh
God.
I thought,
Now
I'm in an episode of Star Wars. This can't be happening to me.