An LGBTQ+ Sci-Fi Paranormal Action Romance
Date Published: June 12, 2026
Publisher: Changeling Press
Stranded… on Earth. Thrust together by fate, can these offworlders
find a way to connect?
brother, but he ends up finding something a little more alien. Durai has come
to claim his mate. He won’t let anything get in his way. Not even
Darren.
people that complete him. Only, one wants nothing to do with him, and the
other claims he’s only interested in women.
isn’t going to sit down and let any man determine her future. She has
claws of her own, and Tigris Sheer Ma’at and Leo Rais Steinsson are
about to feel them.
found a woman who completes them both. All they have to do is seduce her.
Easy, right? Not if Joy has her way.
Devan were once deeply in love. It will take something monumental to bring
them back together.
won’t let him move forward. Hunter Miles needs to be able to express his
love for Achan. Tafa Morn never expected to find two wounded souls that needed
his particular brand of care. Now that he has, he doesn’t plan to let
them go.
released novellas Darren’s Surprise, Zula’s Stand, Sheer’s Choice, Griffin’s
Joy, Khalid’s Challenge, and Achan’s Peace.
Stifling a yawn with the back of his hand, he surveyed the loft. A bunk
bed was sidled up against the wall beside him. A single bedside table was
arranged on the side closest to the stairs, nestled between the dresser and
the bed. A large area rug was the only decoration in the middle of the room.
Across from it, a very small double bed was set up, the covers strewn about as
if a wild animal had slept there the night before.
He tensed, spying the results of his late night.
Sheets of formerly white paper littered the floor. Sketches covered the three
walls. It appeared as if he’d gone on some drawing binge last night.
Picking up one piece of paper, he studied the drawing. Anthropomorphic cats
sprawled along the page. A head here, a hand there, a full body just barely
traced out.
The next sheet he picked up had the same theme as the first. On this one he’d
focused on an ear, the pointed tip, the hint of fur shading the delicate
slope. He’d drawn the ear from the front and back and every other angle he
could possibly imagine.
The next sheet portrayed various tails, some rough and some more detailed.
There was one covered in crescent shaped spots, and another that had a hint of
stripes.
Every sheet he picked up had the same theme. He’d even used up several sheets
just drawing eyes. The corners tilted up in amusement, narrowed with heat,
wide with surprise.
Turning his attention to the walls, he realized he’d gone into even more
detail here. A planet was stretched above his dad’s bed, hints of trees and
mountains sketched out in minute detail. Around the planet, he’d obviously
started and halted several prototypes, because small shadows of round globes
circled the larger shape.
He had no idea where he’d gotten this inspiration from, but he wasn’t going to
complain. It was some of his best work recently. Apparently he only needed to
come out to Bumfuck, Nowhere, to get plenty of material for his next project.
The bunk bed wall and the wall by the stairs were covered with various
drawings, some of his past work that had been up for years. He’d done that
over a decade ago. It’d been so long he barely noticed it anymore.
Darren scratched his belly, looking down at his chest covered only by the
freckles he’d cursed since junior high. He was barefoot, his feet peeking out
from under the worn and faded jeans. They were a size too large on him —
courtesy of his rebellious teenage years when he’d been in love with a certain
rapper/male model. God, that man was gorgeous. Darren sighed in remembrance.
He’d jacked off on more than one occasion to pictures of the underwear model.
Hell, at least his own tighty-whiteys weren’t showing above the waistband.
Come to think of it, he wasn’t wearing underwear. His pants were in danger of
falling completely off, hanging precariously from his narrow hips. Darren
sniffed, trying to remember when he’d last had clean clothes. The jeans he’d
originally found in a forgotten cupboard set along the wall beside the stairs.
He hadn’t realized he’d left clothes behind but he was grateful for it when
his previous jeans just about stood up and demanded to be washed.
Making his way down the stairs into the main room of the cabin, he looked
around to see what kind of trouble he’d gotten into out here. His dad was
going to tear a strip off him. He was still mad about the two walls in the
loft, and Darren had done that in his teens.
Directly across from him were more anthropomorphic cats, drawn up and around
the front door. Hell, he’d even drawn on the back of the door itself. He was
so screwed when his dad saw this.
Cats of every species… some covered in stripes, some in spots, some
furry with tufts of fur along their cheeks. The majority of them resembled
lions, though, sleek and beautiful cats. With one single big cat front and
center dwarfing the others.
Make that cat men, since every one of them was anatomically correct,
especially the large lion creature in the center of the wall. He blinked,
impressed despite himself. He’d definitely been more than generous when he’d
been shading in the cats’ nether regions. Good on him, it’d obviously been way
too long since he’d been laid.
No way would he get away with that in a movie. Lordy, he still considered
himself lucky every time he got a job on another film. The last thing he
needed was for some bigwig to see this display and he’d be laughed out of
Hollywood for being a perv.
Not that there weren’t a fair share of pervs in Hollywood, but he prided
himself on being above the rest of the riffraff.
He turned to view the wall to his left, behind the ragged couch. The two
windows interrupted the mural, but it was still impressive.
A massive warship sat high within a galaxy of stars. He’d paid special
attention to each constellation, meticulously drawing every tiny detail.
This was by far his best work.
The warship was shaded intricately with blue ink, each hatch set apart from
the sleek lines of the ship. What appeared to be weapons stood out from the
simple style of the rest of the craft, bulging along the sides and at the
front. The entire top of the ship was open, the hint of glass reflecting back
at him. Shapes were present behind the glass, but he couldn’t quite make them
out.
“Not bad,” he murmured. “A race of alien beings inhabiting a large planet. A
ship carrying space explorers from Earth crash lands. Suddenly the cat-like
aliens take the humans prisoner, binding them and using them as slaves.”
He snorted, laughing at himself.
“Yeah, sounds familiar. Planet of the Apes, anyone? Strike one for Darren.
Although it wouldn’t be too bad to be used as a sex slave by some of these big
guys. Talk about wishful thinking.”
About the Author
Jade’s writing is as eclectic as her reading tastes, with over thirty five
erotic romance stories currently published. She has been known to accept
writing challenges from friends and family just to see their reactions. Jade
is a firm believer that love and romance are universal concepts, no matter a
person’s gender identity or sexual orientation.
Originally from Northern Ontario, she’s lived in British Columbia and the
Sultanate of Oman in the Middle East. Jade currently lives in Calgary, Alberta
where she’s hard at work on her next story. Jade loves to hear from readers!
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