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Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Dark Fantasy
Description: Fallon Roxbury has a nose for trouble, and the uncanny ability for landing in the middle of it the moment he finds it. While investigating the gruesome murder of a young male prostitute in the red-light district, Fallon gets a whiff of something strange. Forensics has unidentified hairs. Very unidentified hairs, like nothing in any of the textbooks. Following a tip from a person of interest, Fallon meets Sundown, an apparent hustler who apparently knows a lot more than he will admit.

Getting personally involved with Sundown breaks every rule in the police manual, and in Fallon's own personal code. But Sundown is like a drug, and Fallon can't stop at taking only one hit. Yet when Sundown is forced to reveal the truth about the murder, Fallon's world is turned upside down, and he's left with only two options--check himself in for psychiatric evaluation, or accept a new reality with a strange shift.

Shapeshifters, that is...

Genres: Gay / Shapeshifter / Science Fiction / Mystery / Detective
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: January 2011

16 Reader Ratings:

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [120 KB]
Words: 26109
Reading time: 74-104 min.

"...An interesting mystery plot...The main focus...is crime investigation procedures, which I found enjoyable."--Chocolate Minx, Literary Nymphs Reviews

"5 Stars!...I love a well-narrated story which is the case in The Back Stairs. There is a refreshing and thrilling plot here, filled with suspenseful moments as one dedicated police officer investigated several young gay men gruesome murders. Fallon is the officer and his narration is absorbing as he uncovered the startling truth while fighting his own attraction towards one enigmatic young man named Sundown. Both characters are interesting, their developing romance convincing and sexy. I love a well-written shapeshifter story. Add to it a thrilling plot and well-drawn characters, we have a winner from this writer even as I wish it is longer."--R. Parklane, Customer Review, Amazon.com

"4 Stars!...Taking us into an unknown world, KC Kendricks pens an intriguing novel where we can only see this world if we have enough nerve to go up the back stairs...Makes for some thrilling reading and excitement . The Back Stairs is another electrifying tale from the pen of KC Kendricks."--Elise Lyn, Sensual Reads

"5 Lips!...Really intriguing read. I never really knew what was coming next and I found that fascinating. The chemistry between Fallon and Sundown was hot, but it was Sundown's story that I really found memorable. I would love to know more about people like Sundown...It is really a fresh take on shapeshifters...This book also touches on the idea of loving someone regardless of gender and about gender being what you feel inside rather than what you are on the outside. I really loved this story on many levels and highly recommend it. It has hot man-love in it for anyone who loves it like I do, but the story itself is unforgettable...I completely applaud KC Kendricks for coming up with a character twist that kept me guessing till the last page was turned."--Tina, Two Lips Reviews

I took a breath to tell him I was leaving and caught the aroma of fresh-brewed java beneath the scents of sandalwood and patchouli. I was tired of being jerked around, even by a man so incredibly sexy. Put it on to brew, my ass.

"You're awfully sure of yourself, aren't you? I don't need pseudo-intimate conversation any more than I need to flirt."

He shook his head. "You didn't listen very well, Fallon."

"Listen to what? I've a mind to haul your scrawny carcass down to the precinct house, and let someone else pick your brain for answers, but I don't have a legitimate reason to have you interrogated. Yet."

"Tough talk, but you don't mean any of it. Please, Fallon. Come. Sit at my table and think of nothing but my very good coffee."

Would it be so bad to spend half an hour talking with this attractive young man? Heaven help me, he drew me, a tired moth to his steady flame. And he had my favorite coffee, already hot.

Words echoed in my memory. I tried to pull them in so I could hear them again. What had Muffin said? More importantly, it was what she hadn't said. She didn't actually say anyone here knew Michael Carlton.

"I'll sit at your table on one condition."

He tilted his head, a smile teasing his full lips. "Oh? What is that?"

"You tell me your name."

Was it victory I saw in his green eyes, or desire? I needed to know if they were the same. His chin lifted as his gaze locked to mine.

"You can call me Sundown."

I trembled as the girl's words resonated within me.

Take the back stairs. You'll find what you need there.