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Diablo. Big as one o' them beer-pullin' horses, quarter horse sleek, blacker'n the blackest black ya kin see inside yer head er elsewheres. They said as how he was the best saddle bronc ever, 'n' weren't nobody gonna stay on him.Ha! He was the Devil hisself made horse.How else ya gonna explain as how the bosses was right? Nobody stayed the eight seconds when the Devil's horse were buckin'. Weren't no big deal, him tossin' riders them first ten, twenny times, with the prize ...

Fact: Shifters exist. Werewolves don't. Fact: If you're lucky, a shifter will pass by, read you with a touch, a glance, and when he comes back he'll be in the shape of the man of your dreams...or maybe even a dream you didn't know you had. Is your fantasy a massive man, massive in every way, bearded and burly, who'll roughly use you in the alley behind the city's most popular bar? That will be his change-shape. Is it a man who is sleek, and slender and elegant, and a bit of a slut with sup...

The foreseen four happened. Both "prince" and "mouse" survived the 19th. Now everyone knows Georg's more than a six-nine (rounded up) scarred cooking mage. He's a deadly warrior who knows how to use the magickal sword gifted to him by Saint Brunhilde of the Blade.The story about Lord Mouse using parchment magick in the ballroom battle is ridiculous, but he's the only one with the power to stop the conspirators from draining the magick out of the Gunpowder Treaty.The conspir...

Another England 1: The scene is 1815-1816 in an England where men of a certain, ah, bent, are known as friends of Edward's. Our heroes are nicknamed the "Three R's." Peregrine, our blond British viscount rake; Rory, our brawny, hairy, sometimes kilt-wearing, Scots rogue, and Michel, the languid, lethal English-born roué with the French name and French title. They're close friends. Intimate you might say. Especially since Peregrine is having really great sex with both Rory and Michel. And n...

Royalty Note: 20% of the royalties will be donated to an LGBT organization in my community.***An old high school in a dying neighborhood. It's ruled by two wolf-packs: the Dragons and the Monarchs. Masked at night, by day there is no sign or symbol to mark their allegiance. But still the students know who to fear—the instincts of terrified prey scenting prowling predator.Two friends, fifteen, too old for boys, too young for men, no ...

Mage: Field agent for the Mage Council, charged with enforcing the Prime Directive—Humans Must Not Know—on Earth and several Worlds Beside. His secret vice is MM romances. He's a firm believer in the Four Effs, with the fourth being a quick application of his Fuhgeddaboudit spell when he's done.Wolf: The mage's other soul. He's snarky, pushy, opinionated, and addicted to shifter stories, which they read on their Kindle Voyages. Preferably about wolves (well, duh!), but he ...

What do you do when you're sixteen, gay, a raven shifter, and you're starting a new school after the semester's started? Especially a human school.Mike hopes—although unlike the song his mom loves, his aren't very high—are for blending in. Maybe make some friends? Except...he's short, slender, goth-looking with the shiny black hair, black eyes and thick lashes, wears an elegant suit and tie, and drives a hot black Mercedes convertible.Plus, he's eventually going to be the R...

What do you do when you're sixteen, gay, a raven shifter, and you're starting a new school after the semester's started? Especially a human school.Mike hopes—although unlike the song his mom loves, his aren't very high—are for blending in. Maybe make some friends? Except...he's short, slender, goth-looking with the shiny black hair, black eyes and thick lashes, wears an elegant suit and tie, and drives a hot black Mercedes convertible.Plus, he's eventually going to be the R...

Royalty Note: 100% will be donated to an LGBT organization in my community.***Saturday morning: a wealthy doctor without borders or many boundaries arrives in Berlin from Paris, accompanied by a wounded warrior—a captain in the French special forces, recovering from nearly dying in the Middle East. They are staying at the Grand Hyatt for a brief vacation.Saturday afternoon: On the way from the airport to the Grand Hyatt to attend a conference, a church's virgin lawy...

Royalty Note: 20% will be donated to an LGBT organization in my community.***Fact: Shifters exist. Werewolves don't. Fact: If you're lucky, a shifter will pass by, read you with a touch, a glance, and when he comes back he'll be in the shape of the man of your dreams...or maybe even a dream you didn't know you had. Is your fantasy a massive man, massive in every way, bearded and burly, who'll roughly use you in the alley behind the city's most popular bar? That will be his ...

Saturday morning: a wealthy doctor without borders or many boundaries arrives in Berlin from Paris, accompanied by a wounded warrior—a captain in the French special forces, recovering from nearly dying in the Middle East. They are staying at the Grand Hyatt for a brief vacation.Saturday afternoon: On the way from the airport to the Grand Hyatt to attend a conference, a church's virgin lawyer and chief financial officer makes a side trip to pick up Dieter, whose services he...

Number....Fall, 1941, beyond gates which said Arbeit Macht Frei, stumbling, herded across empty railroad tracks.The train on which we arrived, and some of us died, was behind us. The harsh voices of you-and-you-and-no!-not-you created a vast chasm, which might have been only ten feet across. Over there was a ragged row of the chosen, men and boys who might have strength beneath their fear, and a few pretty girls and women. On our side were the rest of the women, the elderly...