Dragon Forgotten: Spellbound Shifters: Dragons Entwined, #0

By Keira Blackwood and Liza Street

I used to be a soldier—but now I have no future.

Fighting for my country used to give me purpose. After my tour of duty ends, so does that sense of fulfilment.

I'm lost until the dreams start—dreams of the life I truly desire. In the night, I'm treated to visions of a beautiful woman who I share with two other men. These fantasies feel more real than my waking life. I'm completely captivated, utterly in love with a woman I've never met.

There is hope for my future, now—all I have to do is claim her.

Dragon Forgotten is a short story prequel to the Spellbound Souls reverse harem trilogy featuring one strong female dragon shifter and the three hot-as-sin male dragon shifters who win a place in her company...and in her bed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Liza Street
• Release date: Jul 5, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386628453

Book preview

Introduction

I used to be a soldier–but now I have no future.

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Fighting for my country used to give me purpose. After my tour of duty ends, so does that sense of fulfilment.

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I’m lost until the dreams start–dreams of the life I truly desire. In the night, I’m treated to visions of a beautiful woman who I share with two other men. These fantasies feel more real than my waking life. I’m completely captivated, utterly in love with a woman I’ve never met.

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There is hope for my future, now–all I have to do is claim her.

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Dragon Forgotten is a short story prequel to the Spellbound Souls reverse harem trilogy featuring one strong female dragon shifter and the three hot-as-sin male dragon shifters who win a place in her company...and in her bed.

Chapter One

Gunshots echoed through the dark night, just like they had in Badinor. It was comforting, even though I knew it shouldn’t have been. No one is supposed to get used to hearing the sounds of war. And when a soldier returned home from a tour of duty, he was supposed to forget.

This Lewisford apartment wasn’t my home. It was only fifty miles from the Illinois town I grew up in, and it was a temporary place to crash until I found my next job.

I stared at the ceiling, seeing every crack in the plaster, even in the darkest hour. Moisture beaded along the fractures, and the stink of mildew seeped from the walls. Being a dragon shifter definitely had its drawbacks. If I’d been human I might not have noticed. Maybe I’d be asleep.

It was the same heightened shifter senses that made me leave the window open. The apartment was hot as fudge, and closing the tiny thing wouldn’t help muffle the sounds, not to my sensitive ears.

The sound of doors slamming in the hall was as loud as if the walls were made of paper. In this place, maybe they were. I’d been here three weeks, long enough to hear everything going on in my neighbors’ lives.

It could have been the mattress that was keeping me up. I hadn’t slept on one since before I left. Calling it a mattress was generous, though. It was a grid of wire with a camouflage of cushion over it.

I rose from the bed and unrolled the sleeping bag that had been my bed for the last six years and set up on the floor, like I’d done every night since I’d arrived. It was better, but still I couldn’t sleep.

A stampede of footsteps carried down the hall, stopping at the door just right of mine. It