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    Tales of Adventure
    Tales of Adventure
    Tales of Adventure
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    Tales of Adventure

    By Meyari McFarland

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    Meyari McFarland gathers together six stories of adventure in this first themed collection, Tales of Adventure.

    Inside you will find a touching wedding anniversary gone wrong (Anniversary). The Web brings a struggle for survival where one wrong choice means death for everyone. In Bringing the Rains the adventure is one of seeking, and finding, one's true identity.

    Cloud Cover tells of a spy's desperate risk and the dragon that carries her through. Then in Scavenger a young woman explores the depths of drowned Seattle for treasures left behind when the world ended.

    Six stories. Six adventures. Pure excitement.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMDR Publishing
    Release dateNov 8, 2014
    ISBN9781311704320
    Tales of Adventure
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    Meyari McFarland

    Meyari McFarland has been telling stories since she was a small child. Her stories range from SF and Fantasy adventures to Romances but they always feature strong characters who do what they think is right no matter what gets in their way. Her series range from Space Opera Romance in the Drath series to Epic Fantasy in the Mages of Tindiere world. Other series include Matriarchies of Muirin, the Clockwork Rift Steampunk mysteries, and the Tales of Unification urban fantasy stories, plus many more. You can find all of her work on MDR Publishing's website at www.MDR-Publishing.com.

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      Tales of Adventure - Meyari McFarland

      Tales of Adventure

      By Meyari McFarland

      Meyari McFarland gathers together six stories of adventure in this first themed collection, Tales of Adventure.

      Inside you will find a touching wedding anniversary gone wrong (Anniversary). The Web brings a struggle for survival where one wrong choice means death for everyone. In Bringing the Rains the adventure is one of seeking, and finding, one's true identity.

      Cloud Cover tells of a spy's desperate risk and the dragon that carries her through. Then in Scavenger a young woman explores the depths of drowned Seattle for treasures left behind when the world ended.

      Six stories. Six adventures. Pure excitement.

      Introduction

      I am not an adventurous person. Not in any obvious way. Between my glasses, worn since I was 14, and my hearing loss, discovered around the same time, I've never been one for taking risks I'm not prepared for.

      And yet I've done a lot of stuff in life. I raised goats when I was younger, worked on a salmon fishing boat one summer in college, and moved from Missoula, MT to Seattle, WA blind, no job, no home, no plans other than starting new.

      I think I've always enjoyed stories of adventure because I personally find it so challenging. There's nothing more thrilling for me than reading a story or watching a movie where the protagonist faces their challenge head-on and triumphs after a hard struggle.

      So it probably shouldn't be a surprise that the stories in this collection all range around facing the challenges of life and conquering them. From an anniversary gone wrong (Anniversary) to daring exploration in search of treasure (Scavenger), these stories take the characters on grand, personal, and life-threatening adventures before returning them, changed, to their normal lives.

      This is my first themed collection. The stories unite around a theme or topic rather than a specific genre or world. Sometimes you'll find duplications collection to collection. Sometimes you won't.

      What you're guaranteed to find is stories arranged around a theme that are cheaper together than if you buy them separately.

      I hope that you enjoy these tales of adventure. There will be more collections to come in the future as I seem to constantly write more between my novels. I hope you enjoy!

      Meyari McFarland

      October, 2014

      http://meyari.wordpress.com/

      Anniversary

      1. Dinner

      Andy hummed as he finished the final touches for the evening. The curtains were firmly closed, giving their roomy condo a quiet intimate feel. It also made the room significantly warmer than normal which was a good idea. Even though they were still in the last stages of summer's heat the condo's air conditioning system was efficient enough that it was normally cold inside. Hopefully, if Thomas agreed, they would spend the rest of the night naked together. Warmer would be better for that.

      He'd pushed the couch back against the west wall in the living room area and their armchairs up against the opposite wall by the sound system that was currently playing quiet classical music. That left a huge expanse of space open for his plans. The big fluffy sheepskin rug made a lovely base to work from. Their coffee table now held three whips, two floggers and all four of their canes.

      Now all he had to do was get their dinner out of the oven and they could have a properly romantic anniversary night. After four years of nothing much special happening Andy thought that taking charge of the night's activities might be okay. Hopefully.

      Thomas was certainly the Dom in their relationship but he'd said over and over that he appreciated it when Andy took charge of the details on things like this. It was still a bit… nervous-making to do this though. Andy much preferred to have someone else giving the orders. Outlines of orders would be enough but he didn't have even that much tonight. Just a hope for something special on their anniversary and a prayer that Thomas would appreciate it.

      God, I hope he doesn't get mad, Andy groaned. I just… want it to be special.

      He shook his head as he checked on their roast chicken. It looked very close to done. The rolls were just about perfect too. He'd already gotten the corn cooked and buttered. A quick zap in the microwave and that would be steaming. The apple pie was perfect and already waiting in the fridge. Thomas' favorite French vanilla ice cream sat in the freezer, too. Andy was ready for anything tonight. Probably.

      Home… Thomas called from the front door.

      Hey! Andy called back, shutting the oven and hurrying around the fridge only to stop dead in his tracks. What happened?

      Thomas winced. His bottom lip was split and a huge bruise covered his left cheek. His glasses looked bent, just slightly, or at least Thomas wasn't wearing them squarely on his head. His jacket had mud on it, too, something that Andy hadn't ever seen. Horrifyingly, Andy could see footprints on his jacket.

      There was… a problem, Thomas sighed. Give me hand? My ribs are killing me.

      Did you get beaten up? Andy asked as he knelt and untied Thomas' shoes.

      No, there was this girl at the station at Fourth and Vine. She was getting harassed really badly, Thomas said. He leaned one hand on Andy's shoulder, putting enough weight that Andy had to stiffen his back not to sag under it. The police weren't doing anything so I did. I got punched, knocked down briefly, and the cops tried to blame her and then me for it. They arrested the idiots after I gave them my business card.

      This is why you need to stop taking public transportation and get a car, Andy huffed. You work for Master Boles. He'd probably recommend a good armored car dealer. I know that you could get a credit for one and we have a parking space available. It came with the condo.

      Thomas smiled ever so faintly but he shook his head no. That was a battle that Andy wasn't going to win no matter what so he let it go. Along with his elaborate plans for the evening. So much for all his ideas of dinner and then a beating and making love on the sheepskin rug.

      When Andy smiled ruefully Thomas frowned and cupped his cheek.

      What's wrong? Thomas asked.

      Well, I sort of set up a special evening for our anniversary but I don't think you're going to be up for the ideas I had, Andy admitted. I do have roast chicken, corn, rolls and a very nice apple pie for dinner.

      Thomas blinked several times very rapidly. He straightened up and then went to stare into the living room. Andy sighed as he carefully set Thomas' shoes on their little shoe rack. All that work and it just wasn't going to happen.

      Wow, Thomas murmured as Andy moved to stand behind him. Now I wish I'd just handed the card to the police before getting involved.

      It could be worse, Andy said. I was thinking about putting in the vibrating butt plug around lunch so that I'd be ready for you when you got home.

      That would be worse, Thomas laughed so ruefully that Andy couldn't help but grin. We really need to take that vacation I've been threatening. Get out of town. Go to one of those armored, all-inclusive resorts where we can just play and not have to worry about anything.

      Andy ducked his head to hide his grin at that thought. They'd talked about it endlessly since they got together. He didn't really think it would happen. While Andy's work was relatively simple, mostly just filing and data entry, Thomas was fairly highly placed in Master Boles' business. It was expected that he be on hand whenever there were problems and given Black's unending attacks, there always seemed to be problems.

      It would be nice, Andy said with a quick glance towards the oven timer. Still a minute and a half left to go. Maybe somewhere warm.

      Thomas chuckled. He pulled Andy into his arms for a long hug that wasn't half long enough but that might have been Andy's fault. The way Thomas winced for the feeling of Andy's arms wrapped around his ribcage made Andy feel too bad to cling to him.

      Go pull the chicken, Thomas whispered against Andy's lips. We can still have dinner. Maybe afterwards we can play a little bit. Lightly.

      Liar, Andy whispered with a grin. I felt that wince.

      Damn it, Thomas groaned. Fine. No play time.

      He laughed quietly despite the groan and obvious disappointment in his eyes. Andy laughed as well. There would be another chance, another time. He got the chicken out of the oven, smiling that the thermometer confirmed that it was perfectly done. The corn heated back up perfectly and the rolls had just the right amount of crispiness. It was a simple dinner, a fairly light one all things considered, but it should still be good.

      Thomas carved the chicken. His fingers shook a little afterwards which made Andy frown at him. The carving motion shouldn't have hurt that much. Instead of immediately eating, Andy glowered at Thomas.

      What? Thomas asked entirely too innocently.

      Let me see those ribs, Andy demanded.

      I'm fine, Thomas protested. He went red as Andy continued to glower. Andy. I'm fine.

      Ribs.

      If we wrap them up I'll be fine, Thomas said in his 'giving orders now' voice.

      Ribs! Andy insisted. Don't you try and order me around outside of sex, Thomas Loomis. I am your husband and I am not letting you risk your life and health because you feel bad about having gotten beaten up by a bunch of punks. Take that shirt and jacket off or so help me I'm getting the scissors and cutting them off!

      Thomas' mouth worked a couple of times but nothing came out. He sighed, looking at their steaming dinner with enough hunger that Andy almost relented. But if he really did have broken ribs or worse, internal bleeding, eating would be a terrible idea.

      When Andy crossed his arms over his chest Thomas sighed. He grumbled as he stomped into their spacious bedroom with it's not going to be used tonight padded cross and definitely not going to be used for anything but sleep king size bed.

      Andy had to help Thomas take his jacket off. Thomas went white at putting his arms back for Andy to slip the jacket down his arms. He was so slow unbuttoning the shirt that Andy took over only to freeze when he saw the damage.

      Thomas' ribs were covered with bruises. Not just bruises but boot prints that were so distinct that Andy could see the individual tread patterns of three different boots. In one spot along Thomas' ribs he could even make out the exact curve of the boot's heel and the size.

      We are going to the hospital right now, Andy said. His voice came out surprisingly level and calm given that his stomach was churning and his fingers were shaking. Tears had welled up making it hard to see the buttons that Andy now redid.

      I'll be fine, Thomas murmured. Andy. I'll be fine.

      I can already see the bruises, Thomas, Andy replied. They're only going to get worse. We're going to the hospital right now because if we don't I'll have screaming nightmares and we'll end up there anyway for my panic attack.

      Ah, right, Thomas said with a tired sigh. All right. Jacket?

      It can stay off, Andy said as he finally got the last button. Did you file a report with the police?

      Thomas nodded confidently enough that Andy let it go. The police had been there. He'd said so. Knowing Thomas, he'd probably told them that he was fine, that

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