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Bad Elements: Crystal Dragon
by Lynn Mullican   

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Category: 

Horror

Publisher:  Cryptic Bones Publishing ISBN-10:  0985547103 Type: 
Pages: 

400

Copyright:  June 2012 ISBN-13:  9780985547103
Fiction

Crystal Bouchard awakens imprisoned in an underground cell with no recollection of how she got there and with no memory of her prior existence. Held against her will, her captors threaten to kill her son unless she fights to the death in the underground fighting circuit. Nicknamed “The Dragon,” she spends the next several years among werewolves and vampires, first as tortured prisoner and then as cherished lover. During the course of searching for her son, she slowly begins to recollect her prior existence before her imprisonment, pushing her deeper within the fighting circuit, exposing even more horrendous secrets than she had known.



After finding her son alive and well, and older than expected, she learns of his wife and three half-bred werewolf children. She also learns of a daughter she never knew. Confronting the difficulties of family life, acceptance, and trust, Crystal is soon sought out by a former cruel and powerful captor, pushing the thought of a normal family life into turmoil. With her family and her lover at her side, she must confront her past again. She must face her challenger on his own turf and by his own rules, but this time she’s bringing something new to the fight - a new breed of creature.

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Cautiously he wandered in, evading those who chased him through the darkened forest. There were too many for him to fight. Normally, he would have taken on all of them, but not tonight. Instead, he looked to conceal himself. There were many places to find cover but he knew what chased him. He knew the others were just as curious and spiteful. He was a survivor – had fought for his life on many occasions. But he decided it was not safe to do so this time. There were others he had to watch over, specifically her. Now that he had managed to elude them, he considered transforming himself right away. But he decided against it; he didn’t want the others to find out who he really was.

He scrambled in through an old pass way which had been previously blocked off from the newly renovated building. Luckily for him, this area wasn’t used anymore and because the pass way was towards the back, the patrons could not see him.

He landed on his feet, his claws clicking on the hardwood floor
as the moonlight dimly lit up the room. In the dark, he carefully walked towards the corner of the room where he underwent the change back to his human self. Because he had started his transmutation at a young age, he knew how to do it quickly and stifle the noise. Though the process was extremely painful, he had mastered the change with just enough control, both on his human and beastly side.

He approached the pass way shutter and stood before it naked, the illumination of the moon casting upon his body. He smelled the stench in the air as it drifted in through the night. He cautiously scanned the grounds and saw no one; this meant they were close. They had not yet come to the back of the building. Quietly, he shut and locked the steel shutters, and then quickly turned to the wall opposite the window. A huge four by four mid-wall steel door hid a vertical food shaft that he now revealed by opening the door. He slid into the compartment, shut the door, and slid the bar lock behind him. He was humiliated now. Not only did he feel low about hiding from anybody, he felt like the weaker species – and that, he knew, he was not. To avoid drawing any attention to the room above, he decided not to use the motorized cable. With his muscular arms, he manually operated the cable himself. He was very strong and, pissed off as he was, he could use his strength for such a task, rather than dismembering somebody who might get in his way. His lithe muscles flexed as his sweaty hands maneuvered his own body weight down to the second floor.

He listened intently for sounds from above and quietly stopped the food shaft compartment. He heard nothing. Thank God for his exceptional ears. Even down here, he could still vaguely smell his hunters, though the scent was distant. He presumed that, with the steel doors in between him and them, he had managed to avoid being killed. Quietly, he slid the lock on the heavy door and opened it. He stepped onto the wooden floor and locked the door behind him. He was sure he’d lost his hunters by now. He maneuvered around in the dark and descended the stairs that led out of the old stockroom.

At the end of the staircase, he opened another door which led him into a small room with two more opposite each other. Behind one, he could hear the sound of music playing as it echoed off the walls from another room above. He ignored that one and instead walked to his right. He exited the room in the dark and left the music behind him.

Quickly, he ran down another flight of dark stairs; only this one was not wooden like the others. Instead it was concrete…and cold. The room below him was silent and dark. He swiftly walked down the final staircase. He didn’t know if she was awake yet. It had been a few days and she still hadn’t opened her eyes. He was concerned. He stepped onto the floor and turned to assess whether she was conscious or not. He heard her quiet but harsh breathing. She still lay on the ground, and he could smell the feminine musk about her. But that wasn’t all. He detected the dry sweat that had evaporated up through her skin from days gone by, along with the blood from her wounds. As he took in a deep breath, he also caught whiff of the descendants of hell’s blood on her. He thought of them: they were the same species as those hunting him tonight. Unfortunately, he knew their kind well; it came with the territory of being one of his breed. If he existed, they existed. There was no sun without the moon. Yet he
did not trust them.

He turned his attention back to her and started in her direction. He knew she had been through some trauma and felt compelled to check on her, but was reluctant to. He was worried she might get sick. Cautiously and quietly, he approached her from across the room; a barred wall prevented him from touching or getting any closer to her. He watched the rise and fall of her chest while he stood outside of her confined room. She shouldn’t be on the ground; it was cold and she was barely dressed. He wanted to move her – wanted to pick her up and put her on the warm cot – but he didn’t want to disturb her. He didn’t know if it would wake her up or how she would react, so he left her to be. He walked past her, his eyes scanning her lovely body. She was not like most women. He was eager to see her up and moving…eager to see her explore her current and new talent once she acquired it.

He licked his lips and watched her, his eyes scanning every inch of her through the darkness. Luckily, his inner beast gave him sight to see in the dark as if it were daylight. He smiled and hoped she would awaken soon. But until then, he would just have to wait. Right now there were other pressing matters. He needed to get dressed and confirm his hunters had left the premises. Quietly, he turned and left her alone.



Professional Reviews

Dale L. Murphy, Graveside Tales
"Lynn Mullican's debut novel Bad Elements delivers with its believable characters and serves up a solid one-two punch with its distinct and often bleak atmosphere in underground fighting." -- Dale L. Murphy, Graveside Tales

Colleen Wanglund, MoreHorror.com
"Bad Elements: Crystal Dragon is an edgy, well-written novel. Character development is very good, with believable personalities that develop at a nice pace over the course of the story. It is dark and at times quite intense with elements of erotica that work well within the story, as opposed to being gratuitous.

Crystal is like a tank on steroids when she’s in the ring; she is strong, determined and a survivor. She is wary and watchful during her captivity but ever hopeful that she’ll escape. Crystal and other characters in Bad Elements deal with issues of loneliness and trust and each deals with those issues in their own way. The end was a bit predictable but also has some surprises. The only complaint I have with the novel is that at times it gets too close to Paranormal Romance for my taste, which is something I’m just not into.

Overall, Bad Elements: Crystal Dragon is an entertaining read. I give it three chainsaws out of five."



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