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-- Fallen Angel Reviews
"..beautifully moving in all the
right places...KC Kendricks
gives us a well-crafted tale"
- The Romance Studio
"Good to the last word...."
- Sensual Reads
..."Seriously entertaining and
- Joyfully Reviewed
|I found The Backstairs by K. C. Kendricks to be a really intriguing read…a fresh take on shapeshifters
that I really hope is explored more. 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 know I am not going to forget it anytime soon.
I completely applaud K. C. Kendricks for coming up with a character twist that kept me guessing till the
last page was turned. – 5 Kisses! Tina, Two Lips Reviews
|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. Fallon does, and is surprised at
what he finds. Sundown is only the tip of the iceberg. Together, these two will be able
to survive the revelations that will shake Fallon’s world. Intriguing and compelling,
Back Stairs makes for some thrilling reading and excitement . Back Stairs is another electrifying tale
from the pen of KC Kendricks. – Elise Lyn, Sensual Reads
|KC Kendricks’ The Back Stairs is an innovative and intricate story of Fallon Roxbury, a homicide
detective who meets what he thinks is male prostitute and finds out that appearances can be very
deceiving...Although the novella is set in the present, it had an other-worldly feel and the backstory of
Sundown was original and intriguing. Bring in Fallon and Sundown’s unique love story and this book
really begins to sizzle. And since I enjoyed this first novel so much, I am looking forward to reading
(and reviewing) the second book in this series, Beneath Dark Stars.
Sundown and Fallon are quickly becoming my favorite
human-shapeshifter pairing. -Rated 4 Delightful Divas by Lasha!
|The Sundown Saga
Gay romance with a paranormal shift - shapeshifters, that is...
(This is a continuing series with the characters of Fallon and Sundown)
Book IV of the Sundown series
and the sequel to River Walk
Shapeshifters walk among us, guarding us from their
ancient nemesis. They seek to prevent the enemy’s
return to earth to enslave both Chal and human alike.
Secrets of the Chal past come to light when Lieutenant
Fallon Roxbury’s suppressed memories of his early years
resurface. The shapeshifters have always had a plan to
defeat their enemy, one with Fallon’s alien lover
Sundown at its core. It’s a reminder that looks can be
deceiving, and the shapeshifter Fallon shares his life
with isn’t human.
Protecting the Chal is a full-time job, a task which would
be easier if they weren’t so secretive - and scheming.
When his police force partner suggests a vacation, Fallon
jumps at the chance to take Sundown someplace private.
A resort near where he grew up seems like the perfect
place for a get-away. Ten days filled with togetherness,
sleep and sun is just what they both need. How could he
know so much more than fun lurks in the woods?
Vacation. I wanted a quiet vacation. A private vacation. We were supposed to discuss how we wanted
to spend our week off today, and one thing was non-negotiable – I wanted to be alone with Sundown. I’
d already informed him “vacation” was a code word for copious amounts of both sex and sleep, and for
that we needed privacy. Taking our time and lingering over breakfast was no longer an option. I had to
do something - and fast!
It was time to run like hell before my much-needed vacation vanished like smoke. I threw the covers
off and swung my feet out of the bed.
“Sundown, my love, it’s been grand, but I’m getting the fuck outta here.”
With the speed of a talented shapeshifter, Sundown suddenly stood before me, his expression halfway
between panic and, well, panic.
“You’re not going anywhere without me, Special Consultant Lieutenant Fallon Roxbury. You will not
leave me here alone! Not yet! Not until after the maturation!”
I stared up at him, an idea forming. His black brows drew together in a vee above his emerald green
orbs before they shot upward. His strong fingers closed around my arms. Relief poured off him.
“You have a plan!”
I rolled my eyes at him. “Of course I have a plan. I’m a cop. I’m trained to examine all the evidence and
choose the best option.”
I stood and rested my hands on his shoulders. “Run like the cowards we are. We’re going to get the
fuck out of town for a few days starting now, while the caretakers deal with the nestling.”
Czun Dun Nhunfi, the pride of his Clan, went completely still and blinked twice. I knew that look too
well. He was telepathic, and he’d just communicated with the Elders. His gaze refocused on mine.
“I will pack my things and stay at your apartment until we can leave.”
I burst out laughing. It was pitiful. One grown man and one grown shapeshifter fleeing a little glowball
no bigger than a housecat. But as usual, Sundown had his own sense of logic, which he presented to
“You won’t laugh if Ozli decides to look like you. Nor will you like it if the nestling sneaks into our bed
while I have you on your back making you howl with pleasure. It could mimic your pose and the sound
you make, you know.”
I sobered - fast. “Get your pants on. I’ll help you pack.”
“I thought you’d see it my way, Lieutenant.”
“Don’t you dare get any ideas, babe. People who live around here have rifles with targeting scopes for
hunting. You won’t like it if you frighten them and they shoot you.”
He put his hands on his slim hips and glared at me. “Did I not promise to behave? Did I not agree to
leave no tracks of any sort at any location for any reason while we do this thing called a vacation? We
are here to be together. We are to relax and have coitus many, many, many times. Did you not tell me
I snorted as I opened the car door. “When you talk that fast, I get suspicious.”
“Stop! The man said I could drive the car on his property!”
I grinned and held up the car keys. “Possession is nine-tenths of the law.”
“What? Who says? Fallon!”
He really wanted to drive the car. I scrubbed my hand over my mouth to wipe away a smile. I could
almost see his alien brain spinning in the attempt to out-maneuver me. With my human thought
processes, I was a constant challenge to him, unlike the Clan Elders whom he bested easily at every
“Okay, babe. You win. Come over here and get in.”
He scowled at my easy capitulation but he didn’t waste any time getting around the car, snatching the
keys from my fingers and planting his ass in the driver’s seat. I dropped into the passenger seat and
motioned for him to proceed.
I’d rarely seen such an intense expression on his handsome face. Had I realized how important this
was to him, I’d have offered to teach him months ago, but the fact of the matter was he could read my
mind far easier than I his.
Sundown took a breath and inserted the proper key into the ignition switch. His foot pressed the brake
pedal and he turned the key to start the engine. He paused.
“Perhaps I should have waited until we could go forward first.”
“Back out of the parking space. Show me you don’t really need instruction because you’ve watched me
like a hawk for the last year.”
Sundown eased gearshift lever into the reverse position and took his foot off the brake, allowing the
car to move backward. We were alone in the parking lot so I wasn’t worried he’d hit anything. The way
his human features sharpened and took on alien lines was a bit disconcerting, but I knew it was proof
he was completely focused on the car. He hit the brakes and the car abruptly stopped. I grabbed the
dash to keep from smacking my head on the windshield.
“You’re fine. It takes a few times to get a feel for the pedals.”
He turned the wheel, stopped, put it in drive, and let the car drift slowly forward. I kept a good grip on
the grab bar. Sure enough, he pushed the gas pedal too hard and the tires squealed as the car leaped
forward. Sundown slammed on the brakes again. As soon as the vehicle stopped, he took his hands off
the steering wheel.
“Perhaps this is not such a good idea.”
“Oh, no. You don’t get to quit. Put your hands back on the wheel and get the car moving.”
Sundown squared his shoulders and got a death grip on the wheel. The car eased forward, slowly but
without jerking. We reached the first turn and he swung wide, the front tire dropping off the pavement.
I did the unforgivable and raised my voice at him, fearing if he stopped with the tires off the pavement
the car might get stuck.
“Keep going, damn it!”
Startled, he yanked the wheel to the left and hit the gas. The car picked up speed and lurched back
onto the pavement.
“Wsie emu! Don’t yell!” He babbled a long string of Chal dialect, the upshot of which surely painted me
in an unfavorable light. It didn’t matter. Sundown had the car under control.
“You’re doing fine. Just relax.”
Like any rookie driver, Sundown swerved back and forth a bit but by the time we reached the next
turn, he had a good feel for the wheel and we moved in a fairly straight track with our lane.
I pointed at our turn and he was flawless as he steered around the corner. I watched his confidence
grow until we got to the cabin and he misjudged the distance and tapped the tires to the railroad
timber placed to designate the parking space. He glanced at me with big green eyes. Instead of
teasing him, I waved him away from the metaphorical edge.
“It’s fine. You can’t damage this old car. You did great. So great I’ll let you drive again. Put it in park
and shut down the engine.” I held my hand out for the keys and he dropped them into my palm. “So
what do you want to do first, babe?”
I expected him to make a comment, but he was motionless for several moments as he looked past me
towards the woods, brows drawn together as he studied something I couldn’t see.
“We should go inside.”
|Moon Dances - book IV of the Sundown saga
and a direct sequel to River Walk
KC Kendricks’ Moon Dances is a fascinating as well as a very enjoyable installment to
the series, which is best read in sequence. I will not divulge Fallon’s discoveries; I will
leave that for the readers. However, besides the revealed secrecies, there are delightful
intimacy scenes and moments of humor integrated into the storyline.
-4.5 Nymphs from Literary Nymphs Reviews