Book 4 of the Cross-Shifter Series. Can be read as a stand-alone but might be confusing at the beginning for a bit.) Being captive for years has soured Palace's outlook on just about everything. He sat in a rusty hauling container for weeks at a time, missing his big brother terribly, the only person he'd ever had in the world for so long, only to be sold to disgusting people who wanted him for illogical reasons. Over that time, he became a killer. He didn't like it at first, but soon it became second nature. Besides, in his new world, where his original master only viewed him as another giant check, and those he sold him to saw him as their next horrible fetish until he ripped their throats out, he found little reason to behave favorably. So, when a lion shifter crosses his path right before he is likely to be sold again, and actually treats him like he wasn't just a piece of meat to try and use, Palace isn't quite sure how to handle him.

(This has been rewritten, so old comments might not make sense.) Welcome to Flora's Pet Shop! Through these doors you will find the most adorable bunny rabbits! The most incredibly gorgeous birds! And don't forget the reptiles! Any pet you'd want, we've got it! Just come on down and pick out your new best friend! Disclaimer: Our employees are not for sale! Sorry!

Currently available on Amazon for a limited time under T. Kierei^^ (boyxboy) Growing up as a girl was hard enough in the early eighteen hundreds. Growing up as a girl while being a boy? Nearly impossible. Ariel finds himself stuck between what he's been taught his entire life and what he's wanted his entire life. When a chance encounter with a man he wished to stay far away from occurs at the most awkward of times, Ariel is forced to abandon his former lifestyle... for one he doesn't understand how to live.

Book 3 of the Cross-shifter Series. Life has always been good for Sam. He had it all. The huge house. All the hot one night stands he could ever want. Parents who could honestly care less about seeing girls stumble out the door at odd hours of the day and or night. Everything seemed perfect. Until he found out something about himself that literally kicked his ass...right out of the house and onto the curb. He had always known he was a canine shapeshifter, just like his two parents. However, when things began to get awkward with the male students at his school during his senior year, ending with him being jumped in the locker room, he quickly found out that he not only was a shapeshifter, but a special kind which was considered a disgrace to his family. A cross-shifter. The trip to the animal shelter had been planned for quite awhile but work had kept finding its way into the time slot he'd allowed for the trip. Now, with his three year old daughter cheering in the backseat, Richard finally makes his way to the building and finds a parking spot. He expects to find something small that would hopefully take to his daughter and be a friend he sometimes couldn't be when he had long days at work, but something caught his daughter's attention in an off-limits quarantine area that he just couldn't leave behind.

How do you get your life back when you have gone through hell? I wouldn't know; it has been two years and a half and I barely survive each day. Oh! I pretend I'm alright, teaching my classes, working on my research, going out with my friends, hiding behind a mask of normality. But this is just a facade. I can barely sleep most nights and often have nightmares that leave me drenched in sweat. My life is just plainly pathetic until I meet one certain student's older brother. My name is Anthony, I am twenty-nine and I am going to tell you how I submitted to the love of my life. I am a Dominant. I love to have total control over my partners, giving commands that they obey, managing every aspect of their life. I guess this is my way of coping with the childhood I endured around my controlling and abusive father. I thought I had found the perfect Submissive but he left me, feeling too oppressed under my dominance - I admit I am excessively strict - so I am still searching for this special someone until I meet my little brother's math teacher. My name is Ethan, I am thirty and I am going to tell you how I subdued the love of my life.

Black Moon Series Book #1 Warning: Mature content, graphic language, gay, polyamorous French food is my healthy pleasure. Sex is my stress-relief pleasure. Threesomes are my guilty pleasure. Born the single child of the most open-minded parents, I bathed in cooking ever since I was a child; now I own several restaurants and well intend to grow my business. Ever since I lost my V-card, sex has been my way to cope with busy life and stress; today, I am a Dominant at the Black Diamond, a BDSM club in Chicago owned by my childhood friend Aaron. There, I discovered the kinkiest lifestyle, and I indulge in the pleasure of multiple-partner sex. But I would like to settle down with the perfect Submissive now. My name is Mark Murray, and I'm shooting for the moon, but I might hit a star. Laziness, boisterousness and wild sex are my mottos. I'm a dropped out, an unstable soul who doesn't know what he wants in life, and if it weren't for my best friend Liam, I'd probably be a homeless. I am hyperactive, a young man full of life who is bubbling with energy, and this is why people usually like me despite my flaws. And I'm a sex on legs... a libertine, bi-sexual, volatile, I don't know what love is, but I've had all the possible experiences in sex. Or so I thought. That was until I discovered my best friend's secret life... in a BDSM club. My name is Shannon Watts, and my life is about to change as a Submissive. I had a happy childhood, until both my parents died and left me an orphan. At 18, I ran away from my aunt's town to live in Chicago, dreaming to become a skilled cook. Now I work in the best French restaurant of the city, where I would love to move on from the dishwasher position to that of cook, but things don't always go as planned. I'm a solitary guy, barely average-looking and very shy, so I spend my free time vicariously living through the gay romances and BDSM books I read. My name is Alex Simmons, and I wish the fictions I read would turn out real.

Available on Amazon for a limited time! A sample is here. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B017PQ4DUE He should still be alpha, still have his longevity, and still have his pack. But life finally decided to deal Kine Royal a much-deserved blow. He lost his alpha longevity and strength to Tanner, the new top wolf of his former ancient pack after a fight that should have left him dead. Thankfully, he had managed to retain just enough of his drained abilities to keep his life, leaving him to crawl from a shallow, snow-covered grave and slink away soaked in blood with a score of broken bones. Once he left his territory Kine found himself completely alone for the first time in his selfish, murderous life. He struggled to remain alive throughout a harsh winter, wishing for relief, if not from the itchiness his numbing injuries caused, then from his permanently rumbling stomach. Fortunately for him, karma decides to step in and send him some much needed help. Unfortunately, that help is in the form of a frustratingly annoying and overly affectionate black jaguar.

Everyone at school knows the name Tate Giardino. Why? He makes it known. He wants all eyes on him, all the time. When one attempt for the spotlight goes awry, the social outcast Callum Cook is the one to save him. Imagine Tate's shock, because Callum is quiet, cold, and a victim of bullying from Tate’s friends. Tate is now desperate for one person's attention, and that's Callum's. What will he do to get it, and will he like what he finds when he gets closer to Callum?

Sample Only The rest of this story is published to Amazon If the moon has made me this way, then I should be Moon-blessed, not Moon-cursed. He is the Alpha, and I am his Beta. It's time for me to bend straight; there are some lines I must not cross here. But every time I see him, the lines curve, gnawing into my soul...for he is my mate. This is our destiny, yet nobody can know that the Moon has doubly blessed and cursed us with the forbidden love. A hidden, dark fire. It was our secret. A secret we denied - a secret too dark to share. We don't bend that way. I left. I had to escape the torture, the heartache - I lived among humans; I studied them. I found myself. Or, I should say, my Professor, discovered me. They can never know that a human male seduced me, or that I loved him; it means certain death for both of us. He taught me everything I know, made me the wolf I am today. But even that love was not enough. I return to my territory today. Leaving the sophisticated freedom of the city for the stifling traditionalism of my pack - a place where my soul, my desire, my love must be locked away and hidden. This ache is my one true companion, never leaving my side. Perhaps the pain never ends, but I must go on. I'm not the runt I once was. My body is lean, muscled, and powerful now. I see my transformation in their eyes. I see it in his eyes. He may be my Alpha, but he will come to me. The moon may have cursed us both, and our path may be full of torture, pain, and lines so curved that we get lost - but I have no choice. He has no choice. It is time for me to bend straight for the pack - but in my soul, I know my lines are curved and undulating, and that they all lead to him, my rightful mate. My cursed mate, one that fate demands, and that our society forbids. I don't know how to go on.

Gilliam Tomlinson had had to fight for every ounce of respect he had ever managed to gain from the Texas Rangers. His late father had been less than an honorable man and it seemed that despite Gilliam's attempts to distance himself from that memory, he carried his deceased father's legacy along with him like a heavy wool cloak he never could quite shake off. Then the chance he'd been waiting for fell right into his lap. A gang led by a mysterious outlaw who had so far evaded any notice had been wreaking havoc and stealing cattle from the rich land barons of Texas and they wanted it stopped. Gilliam's job was simple: infiltrate the gang, learn about their leader, gain their trust and then bring them down. It should have been easy. It should have been a simple, cut and dry operation... but Gilliam had never imagined the gang leader would have such fiery green eyes and he'd certainly never imagined the leader would be a man named Jeb who made his body heat up and his brain shut down. What follows is a struggle unlike any Gilliam has ever known. Law, order and duty tell him what he was supposed to do but there was something about that man, something about that life, something about the way he felt among those people that just felt right. Now he faced a choice. Listen to the code of a lawman or the heart of an outlaw.