Feathered
Friend
in Shifting
Perspectives
Aspen Mountain Press
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"Men who change into other beings have
special needs; especially finding someone to love
them as the unusual creatures they shift
into."
This
three-title anthology contains stories by Fiona
Glass, Emily Veinglory and TA Chase. All the
stories involve shapeshifters, all are male/male,
but each tells a very different tale.
"Not
everyone is a shifter by choice. In T.A.
Chase's Understanding Forgiveness a
shifter must learn to embrace who and what he is
and forgive the son of the man who genetically
manipulated him and held him in a cage.
In Emily
Veinglory's The Rat Burglar a guard
protecting an ancient artifact meets a charming
man who is intent on robbing his museum.
Fiona Glass
entertains us with Feathered Friend, a
story about a man who finds a surprise in his
bird coop."
Feathered
Friend is based on the old northern European
fairy tale The Swan Maiden. Charlie, who races
pigeons for a hobby, finds a very odd pigeon in
his loft one day, and little expects the effect
it will have on his life - or his heart.
You can buy
the book from the Aspen Mountain Press catalogue.
"This story teaches a
lesson of why we should never cage wild creatures
and how true love can come even to the most
unusual of couples."
TA Chase, author
"I
didn't realise I was having such an effect on
you," said Avery, turning his hand palm-up
and rubbing small circles into the skin.
"You're
not... that is, I don't...." Charlie
realised he was tangled in half-finished
sentences, and drowning in a pair of pretty grey
eyes. Eyes that were slate on the surface, but
reflected a strange red glow when he stared into
their depths. The pale red of a Kipps, if he
wasn't much mistaken.... He shook himself,
blinked the vision away and nervously licked his
lips. The stranger was pulling on his hand now,
trying to drag him close, and he resisted in
spite of himself. "I don't do one-night
stands."
"That's
all right, neither do I. A bird is for life, not
just for Christmas, you know."
"Well,
yes, but...." There it was again, that
peculiar reference to birds. Charlie began to
feel ever-so-slightly sick. "I only sleep
with humans," he said. "Breeding
pigeons is a hobby, nothing more. I'm not into
that sort of kink."
Avery
laughed, a soft cooing chuckle that grated on
Charlie's nerves. "So, what kind of kink are
you into?" he asked, and pulled so hard that
Charlie ended up on his lap.
"Nothing.
I mean, I'm not. I don't get off on feathers or
anything like that."
"Are
you sure?" A single long grey feather
appeared in Avery's hand and he brushed it down
Charlie's cheek and over his lips, before
following its path with his lips.Tiny kisses
rained down on Charlie's skin, the contact so
small it was almost like the peck of a beak. The
thought made him shudder again and he shied away,
trying to find leverage to clamber off Avery's
lap. But Avery tightened his grip, holding him
round the waist and running a hand through his
curly brown hair.
"Don't
worry," he whispered into Charlie's ear.
"I'm not a bird. Not in this form. When I
change, I change completely. I'm a man now. A
very beautiful man, just the sort you like. You
do like me, don't you?"
Charlie
stopped struggling to get away and turned. He saw
the pale skin and the soft greyish-fair hair and
those pretty grey eyes, and he sighed as if he
knew he was already lost. "Oh yes, I like
you," he said, and surrendered to the
embrace.
© 2007
Fiona Glass
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