Title: Storm Dragon
Series: Kundalis
Author: Frances Pauli
Publisher: Zharmae
Release Date: June 19, 2014
Genre: NA, Urban Fantasy
Blurb: Karin knows she’s gone completely insane—nuts—absolutely batshit crazy,
when she spots an insidious blue dragon twining through the trees at a rest
stop in the Cascade Mountains. Despite agreeing to join her roommate at a
psychic fair, she’s never believed in anything metaphysical. She’s pretty sure
the Reiki treatment she succumbed to has brought on a frighteningly realistic
hallucination—until they roll their mini-van in the middle of I-90, and she is
rescued from the vehicle by the same monstrous blue figment of her imagination.
She
awakens to find that she’s been delivered to a cabin high in the mountains
instead of to a proper hospital. The “doctor” looking out for her is more of a
new-ager than a physician, and the people who own the house, including the
urban highlander version of Fabio, don’t have any intention of letting her
leave.
Faced
with the unimaginable, and strapped to an all-too-real dragon, Karin must
decide how to tame the beast or risk losing herself to it forever
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About the Author
Frances Pauli was born and raised in Washington State. She grew
up with a love of reading and storytelling, and was introduced to Science
Fiction and Fantasy at an early age through the books kept and read by her
father.Though she always held aspirations to be a writer, she chose to obtain
her Bachelor's degree in visual arts. The stories, however, had other plans for
her. By the time she entered her thirties, they were no longer content existing
solely in her head. Compelled to free them, she set aside her easel and began
to write in earnest.Her original love of Speculative fiction led her into the
realms of Urban Fantasy and either romantic or humorous Science Fiction, where
she finds herself quite comfortable. Her tales feature fairies, aliens,
alternate dimensions, and the wonders of space, usually with at least a touch
of romance.
Frances currently resides smack in the center of Washington
with her husband and two children. When not writing she dabbles in insane
things like puppetry, belly dance and playing the ukulele. She collects rocks,
and is a firm believer in good wine, fine chocolate and dangerous men.More
information on Frances and her writing can be found at www.francespauli.com
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Excerpt:
The black cat crossed my path on
purpose. I scowled down at it. Would it still count as bad luck if the beast
was just messing with me? Amber eyes blinked up from the sidewalk. The kitty
had been lounging beside the car in the next parking space, but when I tried to
open my door it had stood, sauntered directly into my path and laid down there
instead. Did it count if kitty wore a cutesy red bandanna and matching harness?
“Are you coming, Karin?” Steph already
stood outside the driver’s door. She’d
managed to leave the vehicle without supernatural interference, and now she
leaned back in through the window, her auburn hair glinting in the last rays of
August sunshine. Her round face crinkled into a grimace. “I have to pee.”
“Go ahead. I’ll catch up.” I watched
my roommate bound away and cringed. I had to go too. We’d been in the car for
over an hour and I’d polished off my water bottle a few miles back. Outside my
window, the cat yawned, exposing needle teeth and a scratchy pink tongue. “Hey
there, kitty.”
I pulled the lever on the van’s door
and pushed the panel as far as I could without bumping the stupid cat. It
yawned again then blinked and stared. Ridiculous. A cat on a leash had trapped
me in the car at the only rest stop for another twenty minutes easy. I’d never
make it that far. Too much water and road behind me. I sighed and made a soft
hissing noise through the opening.
The cat didn’t budge, but the sound
got its owner’s attention. A skinny redhead wearing yoga pants held the other
end of the cat’s leash. She stood as far away as possible, chatting with the
man in the car on the far side of her Volvo. When I hissed, she turned my way
and the flat crystal around her neck sparkled.
We’d probably been at the same event.
Everything about the cat’s owner looked like she’d fit in at a psychic fair far
better than I had. This was my punishment for going, sitting here until my
bladder exploded while psychic kitty and his mommy held me hostage. The woman
smiled at me, then dropped her eyes to the sidewalk and frowned, tugging the
cat’s leash gently and making a similar noise to tempt His Majesty away from
Steph’s mini-van.
The black coat shimmered when he
finally stood up. He wasn’t finished torturing me, though. His spine curved and
he reached out for a nice long stretch, staring at me with his huge eyes and
laughing his internal, kitty laugh while I fidgeted against the seat. At last,
when he’d tired of my torment, he turned and walked as slowly as possible away
from my door.
I popped out of the vehicle like a cork
and sidled between the van and the woman’s Volvo. A second black cat stared out
from the front seat. This one wore a pink collar and a tiny, feminine bow
around her neck. Unbelievable. We’d stopped at the rest area version of the
Twilight Zone in the middle of Washington State. Somehow, the Seattle psychic
fair had knocked us through a metaphysical vortex and the weirdness had tried
to follow me home.
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