David Knight has been plagued by dreams his entire life, only to have all memory of them vanish when he awakens. Now the dreams are coming with more frequency, and they seem to be drawing him to the Amazon. A scientist with a PhD in ichthyology and a dedication to learning all he can about lungfish, whose existence dates back to the Devonian era, David is determined to see what the Amazon holds. His hopes seem about to be answered when Dr. Carlos Avila contacts him. It seems the Brazilian archeologist discovered the remains of a previously undiscovered species on a tributary of the Amazon, and he’d like nothing better than for David to join the expedition to see if more of the creature can be found. Of course David leaps at the opportunity and flies to Pesadelo Bay to join the mismatched team. Once there, he discovers not only does Dr. Avila have his own agenda, but a former conquest as well as a friend who’d saved his life years before are part of the team and are engaged to be married. Meanwhile, the need to sail up the Amazon to find what ... or who ... is calling him there has become more and more pressing, and David must decide which is the most important -- learning what Dr. Avila really is searching for, or finding the answer to his dreams?

Lagoon of Dreams

The final few boxes contained medical books and supplies, including herbs that could be used as holistic remedies. I knew I had garlic and cans of pineapples. I’d add some of both to my diet and start an exercise regimen as well.


I got the last of the boxes into the chamber and gazed around. They were stacked with their labels clearly visible, so I wouldn’t lose my mind when it came time to find what I needed.


I yawned, feeling exhausted. Perhaps I should have waited for Ric. At this point, all I wanted was to lie down and have a nice, long nap. I curled up in the bed my lover had made for me and was sound asleep in seconds.


I woke up to find Ric’u kneeling beside me, and I blinked sleepily. Hello, dragon.


Hello. But there was a tinge of worry to the thought.


He ran a finger under my eye. You have bruises under your eyesAre you all right?


That doesn’t mean I’m not all right. I’m sorry I was sleeping when you got back.


Chapter 122