Coffeejunkie's Favorites - Stories

I endured years of experiments at the hands of sadistic aliens. Barely eighteen, I've been rescued from the tiny cell and the years of enforced sensory deprivation. Lost, with no family or friends I can remember or would turn to if I could, I'm alone in the universe... except for the humans who saved me. The Captain. Zeke. Doc. A crew of misfit Rangers, a ragtag bunch operating just this side of legal--and often on the other side when circumstances are right--are not the kind to help someone “like me” recover. Captain wants to send me away, but I can't leave. No one else can touch me.

He's it for me, the strength I can't function without.

One ditching and one rescue later, Hayden discovers the use of a telephone isn’t the only offer that’s on the table…

When Noah's partner of twenty years leaves him for a younger man, Noah finds himself single and starting over.

Kurt Smith’s life should be perfect. His parents are high ranking werewolves in a stable and happy pack on the south coast of England. He’s strong, dominant, good looking. His life should be great. Unfortunately Kurt is the only werewolf to have been born a wolf, and he doesn’t understand humans at all. While Kurt is struggling to maintain his position in the pack, he goes and falls for the only known sufferer of wolf-related-dyslexia.

The priests have proclaimed that I must marry Zaran, the leader of the army that had decimated my people for years. His reputation was fearsome but life couldn't get any worse for me, could it?

Darrin has had a difficult time, but has resigned himself to academia and solitude. But his new office mate arrives, and he is Darrin's living wet dream. A dark haired masculine cowboy with a little bit of attitude, Mitch is going to shake up Darrin's life. But neither of them knows the highs, and lows, ahead of them.

Tucker had been on the road for days, looking for something he couldn't name, though leaving his home and his 'family' was the hardest thing he'd ever done. When he gives in to a strange urge to enter a bar in a town where no one knows him, he finds that things in his life were never really quite what they seemed.

The Carthera are a violent race, never failing to respond to battle, they nevertheless are a proud and honorable people. Except for the ferals. Battles for territory, fighting persecution from the humans, for the right to rule, have echoed down through the ages. In these modern times things are different, easier. Laws are made--and enforced--and peace, of a sorts, is possible. Some seek to end that.