Half-Were House
Earning Her Stripes by Mima:
Word of the Day: Disobedient
Meg’s been thrown out of her home, rejected by her friends and lover, banished by her pride, and thrust into Half-Were House to continue her obedient life. A life that has nothing to do with being a feline shifter and everything to do with fitting in with humans. Tradition demanded she leave and she can’t come back simply because she doesn’t have little kitty claws. Determined not to take things belly up just because that’s the way she likes it in bed, the sweet submissive disobediently returns to The Valley to reclaim her adored teaching position. With the surprising ally of a surprisingly dominant farmer, Meg faces down prejudiced felines who would love nothing more than to turn her into dog food. The pride’s leader lays down the terms for Meg’s safe return, but will she be able to help Ben submit enough for her to stay?
Tail Over Whiskers by Darragha Foster:
Blaze tries to live up to her name after being humiliated, branded and banished by the werecat society for being different. Really different. She can only shift when she comes, and then, only partially–and it doesn’t last. Looking for love in all the wrong places, she ends up inadvertently scent-matched to another half-were shifter. A dog, of all things. Fighting like cats and dogs takes on a whole new meaning for Blaze and Jack as they struggle to accept their spiritual, and physical, bonds. Are they going to set an example for the shifter prides and packs, or will they simply end up chasing each other’s tails? **Blaze really likes Eggrolls**
Piece of Tail by Celia Kyle:
Gina’s got a problem. Okay, she doesn’t think it’s a problem, but the pride that kicked her to the curb sure does. She feels perfect in every way. Curves in all the right places and an attitude that just won’t quit, she’s got it all. And then some. Now her tail… In her mind, it’s just an added bonus. But in the mind of the prides, her ability to only grow a tail proves that she’s not were enough and too much kitty for humans. Good thing she’s found two men who can’t get enough of each other, her and her tail.
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Prologue
Tasheka’s Diary Entry, ten years ago
I wanted this job. Just ‘cause I didn’t have to fight for it doesn’t mean it’s not worthy. No one else sees it like I do. All the lost souls coming here to this block of brownstones, unwanted, hidden. So I’m here, a lioness with an ever-shifting pride of non-shifting shamed ones. With my grumpy old human Sam, I’m learning them. Give ‘em the sweet and the sour soon fades. I have to remember this, cause the one who came in tonight makes my teeth hurt.
Blaze is a tabby cat. Got pride that won’t quit, and fire and sass, like me when I was young. But she’s got no people and of course, more important, no shift. She’s all full of it, with her mother part of Sekhmet’s court and anger burning the air every time she looks at a man. This one isn’t going to pass from my haven easy or soon. I’m sorry for it, but I’ll help her, as I can.
Tasheka’s Diary Entry, nine years ago
I haven’t laughed this hard since Sam and I last played. She comes in half-dressed, and that half doesn’t last long. That snow leopard tail has a mind of its own, and so does her mouth. Gina is a breath of fresh air, and I just know she’ll help Blaze. Those two together are a recipe for trouble stew, but I’ve got my wooden spoon, and I’ve got a belly full of laughter in the wake of this woman.
We’ll keep her tail hidden, and find her a place, and peace-be-to-kittens, she’ll show Blaze the way.
Tasheka’s Diary Entry, two weeks ago
I’d never have guessed it, but this one is the key. Sure of it now. Meg, with the bloodline of a tigress and the behavior of a doormat, is the one that’s going to knock Blaze and Gina loose from Half-Were House. No matter how I tried and poked and guided, those two just stuck here like burrs with no itch to travel by themselves, like they should, out in the wide world.
But this Meg comes in with a river of hair and pale silence and I’m just thinking, poor chil’, and then I catch a glimpse of her eyes. This one has the fire I saw long ago in Blaze’s eyes. She has the fire Gina rolls in but doesn’t direct. This one has a goal, a life back where they took her from, and she’s going to show them the way.
Yes, I told Sam. Things will be a-changin’.
