Andrew Dorincourt has the blood of powerful shifters in his veins. It’s his job to take care of his siblings, who are his pack, and he has no intention of letting anything get in the way. However, he’s seen the love shared not only by his parents but by the Papas, the men who raised his mother, and he wants that for himself. The problem is none of the young women he’s dated have left him wanting anything more than to go home alone. Perhaps he’d have more success by dating men, as his brother does. Only it seems he’s not very successful at that, either. Da’ric is the son of Ric’u, a Brachi who’d been stranded on Terra for decades, and David Knight, an ichthyologist who traveled up the Amazon in search of his heart’s desire. Seeing the deep love his fathers have for each other, Da’ric determines to settle for nothing less. At any rate, the dating pool is pretty much empty in the Lagoon of Dreams, and so he goes to the States, where he intends to become a herpetologist. In order to do that, he must mingle with normals, Terrans who have no idea extraterrestrials share the planet with them. When he walks among Terrans, he must disguise his heritage by wearing sunglasses to conceal his rainbow-colored eyes and long-sleeved shirts to hide his scale-patterned skin. After being kidnapped and sold to a high-ranking member of the London underworld to be displayed as the Snake Boy, Da’ despairs of ever seeing his beloved family again, until Drew wanders into the House of Oddities and helps Da’ escape. Is it fate, kismet, or destiny that brings together the offspring of two very unique families? Have these two been waiting for each other, and will the future hold the love they’d both been seeking?

Rainbows in Your Eyes

Halliwell…I recalled the dream in which the black wolf had torn the man’s head off. Of course it hadn’t happened, but had the knowledge the wolf with the blue eyes would have done that for me banished future nightmares?


Drew angled up to capture the sound with his mouth, and his tongue dipped past my lips, licking at my tongue.


“They didn’t split your tongue. I was so worried they would.”


“You mentioned that before. Why would they do that?”


“To make you appear more like a snake.”


“I have no doubt they would have if they’d thought of it, but they were satisfied with my skin and my eyes.” Occasionally I’d be aware enough to understand what Twitchell and Simmons were talking about when they spoke of what Malossini had done to previous “snake boys”.


Drew shuddered. “Horrible men.” He threaded his fingers through my hair.


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