The Breeding Lands (An Epic Erotic Fantasy Novel)

By

Eva Fellheart

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The Breeding Lands: An Epic Erotic Fantasy Novel

Copyright © 2013
by Eva Fellheart

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.

Adult Reading Material

The material in this document contains explicit sexual content that is intended for mature audiences only and is inappropriate for readers under 18 years of age.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

About the Author

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PROLOGUE

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Billions of years ago, the planet Lacertine was formed in a far-flung solar system. From the moment of its inception, Lacertine was a creation of mysterious beauty. Shortly after its birth, the new world recruited the company of a stunning moon. The satellite hung low and bright in the sky, orbiting in close proximity and shrouding part of the planet in perpetual darkness.

The Dragon Lords, who were as much a part of Lacertine as the very elements that formed the planet, emerged as the world’s dominant life form. As the only sentient species, they ruled the continent of Nihilo Terra uncontested for millions of years. It's said that they were conceived in the bowels of the planet and birthed onto its surface through violent volcanic eruptions.

The Dragon Lords inhabited almost every inch of Lacertine's beautiful terrain, but the barren blue sands of the Breeding Lands desert was beyond their reach. Although they took full advantage of the planet's diverse landscapes, the Lords favored the Eastern Highlands most of all. Dragon Lord clans spread out among the five regions, living quietly and peacefully.

For millions of years the Dragon Lords lived and evolved, slowly perfecting magic and sorcery, breeding their people to be bigger, stronger, and more intelligent.

Over the course of millions of years of evolution, the Dragon Lords began to change. Although it is not well documented and the process remains shrouded in mystery still to this day, it is known that the Lords began to breed another sentient species. The species was a hybrid; half Lord, half dragon, possessed of superior intellect and immense magical power. The Lords called this new race the Draconian.

These powerful and treacherous creatures were shape-shifters who possessed the ability to transform from Dragon Lord to Dragon. They often chose to live most of their lives in Dragon form. But once every lunar cycle, they were able to shift between forms and walk among the Dragon Lords. At first, the people were frightened of this unknown race. But they soon came to respect the power and intelligence of the Draconian. Eventually, the Lords permitted the hybrid creatures to hold esteemed positions, especially those of advanced magical power.

Over time, new creatures sprouted from the world. At first, they all coexisted with the Dragon Lords, neither species taking more than they gave back. There were three new species that proliferated on Nihilo Terra at an especially magnificent pace.

First were the slender, cunning wolves that ran among the darkened trees of the Northern Forest; an area that was bathed in constant moonlight. Large, lumbering bears began to inhabit the Western Mountains, living in caves and feeding on fish and other prey in the blue and green rivers, which flowed through the magnificent multi-colored mountains and foothills. Sleek, majestic saber-toothed cats began to dwell in the Southern Lowlands; a grassy savannah where the sun always shone, lighting the hot, dry lands with hour upon hour of unrelenting light.

These three groups kept mostly to themselves and went about their lives barely noticed by the Dragon Lords. The Lords were too preoccupied with their own grand plans, breeding more Draconian and developing their magic and sorcery. They took pride in their abilities, and saw themselves as the master race. Their egos grew bigger and bigger as they continued to advance their new species.

The uprising began so subtly that, at first, the Dragon Lords did not notice. The other three prominent species that now lived on Nihilo Terra began to multiply exponentially within their own regions. Absorbed in themselves, the Dragon Lords did not realize that the animals living in the forests, mountains, and grass lands had evolved to breed hybrids much like their own Draconian.

The wolves, bears, and cats were breeding true shape-shifters. In comparison, the Dragon Lords had only a handful of Draconian hybrids among them. The creatures were unpredictable, and once in Dragon form they often flew off by themselves never to be seen again. Their greatest inherent weakness, however, was that the beasts could only shift at very specific times.

And so were born the three tribes who would forever change the fate of the world that the Dragon Lords had built. The Lycan Moonlords were hybrid men and women who could shift into wolves. They chose to live deep in the thick trees of the Northern Forest. The Usari Ravagers were savage hybrid men and women who were able to shift into bears. They chose to live in communities built into the elusive caverns of the Western Mountains. The Sabre Pride were hybrid men and women who possessed the ability to shift into sabre-toothed cats. They built their homes in the Southern Lowlands.

Eventually, these three tribes would unite, and together they would plot to overthrow the Dragon Lords and banish the ancient people to an uninhabitable land. The attack was swift and successful, and met with little resistance. The Dragon Lords were forced from Nihilo Terra and exiled to the wasted island of Natantis Terra.

The Dragon Lords managed one victory before their exile. By using what little sorcery they had developed, they successfully lured every female hybrid from the three tribes, and brought them to Natantis Terra. There on the black island of volcanic rock, lava and fire, the Dragon Lords held all the female shifters as their sexual prisoners, and priding themselves on what was sure to be the demise of the three tribes.

The tribes were enraged, maddened, and frightened by the inevitable downfall of their species. Without females, they would die out slowly until they were nothing but a few haggard, feeble nomads. The Dragon Lords watched with pleasure, perched on the edges of their prison wasteland, as the men of the tribes slowly began to wither and die.

Refusing to assent to inescapable doom, and heeding the possibility of a counter-attack, the tribes had worked swiftly to build strongholds in each of the regions. They erected powerful, massive gates which served to protect the tribes against the Dragon Lords and their Draconian spawn. With the help of captured Dragon Lord sorcerers, the tribes utilized every scrap of magic they had acquired over the years, and forced them to create powerful crystals to protect the gates. This ensured that the Dragon Lords would never pass over the waters and back into Nihilo Terra as long as they stood.