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Moon Dances
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?
About this book in
its series ...

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.”

“Which is…?”

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 me.

“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 this?”

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 turn.

“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.

“Sorry, Fallon.”

“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

“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

“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
...delightful intimacy scenes
and moments of humor...
Literary Nymphs Reviews
~Review Snippet~

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
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 #4
Book #2
Book #3
Book #5
The Sundown Series
Fallon & Sundown

The Back Stairs (#1)

Beneath Dark Stars (#2)

River Walk (#3)

Moon Dances (#4)

Fly By Night (#5)