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

Da’ grinned down at me. “If we really intended to collect these coins as an investment, this would be the worst thing for them,” he said as he fingered one pouch after another, and then shook his head and moved on. “They’ll rub against each other and lose value. Still, we got them for a pretty reasonable price.”


“A hundred pounds, Da’?” I grumbled. That was almost five hundred dollars. Still, compared to the gold chain…


He shrugged. “She had to make a profit, and in the Florida Keys they’d charge two or three times that.”


I was afraid to ask what the gold chain would cost.


He bumped his shoulder against mine. “Afraid you won’t get a return on your money, Brit?”


“Oh, I willget a return, Yank.” I arched an eyebrow and placed a hand low on his spine for just a moment, letting it rest on the small nub, and he gave a massive shudder and an almost breathless groan.


Chapter 92