Donald Bear Drummond has everything, a commercial real estate empire, part ownership of Indiscreet, BDS&M club and status as a Master Dominant. Now he is looking for a special boy to share it with, but Donald is short on trust. Burned before, he is reluctant to take on just any boy. Donald wants the perfect boy, his boy. Can he find happiness with the troubled, Brian, the clumsy boy with horned rimmed glasses and a pocket protector who walks into his office and spills a bottle of Bordeaux on his Persian rug? Can he protect Brian from his enemies and well as Brian's own demons?

It's all A Matter of Trust. 

Liam knew he loved Milo, even as a kid. But their fame and fortune can't buy him the happiness of taking Milo out of the closet and be able to freely express their love. Unfortunately, there is someone out there who will do anything to tear them apart. He conspires to break the lovers up in the most vicious way possible.

Six years later, Liam is older, wiser, and has rebuilt his life after the devastating loss of his lover. Forced by his loyalty to a friend, Liam agrees to a working reunion with Milo. When they realize what was done to them, they band together to uncover the web of lies that pulled them apart.

In a distant galaxy the Sarran Warriors won a great victory for humankind but it all fell apart when the enemy unleashed a guerilla war of bioterrorism. Can a WarriorPair, their destined mate --a pediatric resident from New York, and an alley cat save the universe.

“Even now in your flush of victory, we have sown the seeds of your defeat.”

Hanitz, Commander Zyptz Warrior Birds –Message to Brightstar

The Sarran Warriors came home from war to genocide. The Fleet arrived at the Sarran Home Planet to discover the enemy had unleashed a virus fatal to all fertile fems. The Sarrans mated in Triad, with their fems, their civilization ended.

For two cycles they searched the Galaxy for suitable replacements for the fems they lost. The Elders found Earth. The WarriorPairs left their homes with heavy hearts. The Elders told them that the Earthen fems were an inferior species, unable to establish the psychic bond that was the heart of Sarran civilization.

Yet from as far out as the asteroid belt, fem voices called to the mates. They were in pain, they were dying, they had met the enemy.

Admirals Jonal and Tonas were determined to obtain their fem at almost any cost; because they had already mated in her mind.