Nathan wants to go home. After becoming a werecougar, he's spirited off Earth in the middle of the night and sent to a half-way house for werefolk on a strange planet. His family and friends think he's dead. Everything in his life has changed and as he approaches his first Christmas alone, depression begins to set in. His roommate, in an effort to cheer him up, buys him a Christmas gift...
Ezarali wants a Master. Seddryn sidhe are beautiful, highly valued pleasure slaves given to important faeries as gifts. When Ezarali is given to a human diplomat, he finds himself rejected and sold off as a common slave to a cruel and vile man. After months of abuse, Ezarali escapes, only to be caught by slavers and sold once again, to a young man looking for a Christmas gift...
Can a human werecougar and a faerie slave overcome their cultural boundaries to find what they both desperately long for?
This book contains two versions of this story: the original version published in 2009 and a new, extended version. Contains mentions and brief description of physical and sexual abuse and neglect.
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About the Author
I learned at a young age that books were precious and that the written word was a powerful means of communication. Since I have social anxiety and find it hard to speak to people, writing has become my voice. I’m able to say what I really think and feel without the irrational worry that comes with speaking. I grew up and still live in Oregon, in the beautiful Willamette Valley. I’m within walking distance of the Willamette River, and a couple hours’ drive from both the coast and the mountains. Since writing doesn’t pay the bills yet, I also work for the school district, as an educational assistant at the same elementary school that I attended. I love camping, hiking, bird watching, and rock-hounding and spend my free time writing, reading, or watching TV, movies, and sporting events. I’m a huge football, bullriding, and NASCAR fan. I’ve been writing stories since I was ten, and in all these years, the one constant in my writing has always been the magic, the supernatural, the inexplicable. Nothing inspires me like fantasy, be it dragons or vampires, faeries or demons. I’m fascinated by human interaction, probably because I’m so bad at it, and few things in life bring out the raw intensity of human emotion like love and sex. Even when writing about faeries or demons or fantasy cultures, the needs are universal. Love is love, no matter what planet you’re on. Love is not the domain of the rich, or the powerful, or the beautiful. It belongs to everyone and that’s why I enjoy writing erotica. The fact that guy-on-guy action is really hot doesn’t hurt, either.