Big Cat Shifter Round-Up: October 2020

Y’all know how I ❤ my big cat shifters. Those giant kitties are fierce sweethearts. With the help of some author friends, I’ve gathered together a great selection of big cat shifters for you to check out!

Each of these books is available at multiple retailers, so tap the title and author (not the book covers!) for the universal link!

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Filthy Alpha, by Liza Street. Fake mates? Or fated mates? These two unlikely lovers have to figure it out while dangerous forces stalk their territory.

Pride of Africa, by Tori Knightwood. Pride of Africa and Night Spots are workplace romances with exotic settings that will make you want to buy a one-way ticket to Africa. These steamy stand-alones feature a billionaire lion shifter and a charming leopard shifter who find their happily-ever-afters.

Catnip Assassins, Books 1-4, by Skye MacKinnon. Assassin. Private Investigator. Cat shifter. Books 1-4 in the action-packed Catnip Assassins urban fantasy series, together in one volume for the very first time!

Saving Jace by Rebecca Rivard. Shifters. Dark fae. And a human who’s more than she seems…

Tiger Crown by Laura Greenwood. Newly arrived at Sabre Woods Academy, the last thing on Kayra’s mind is the Tiger Throne. But when events unfold that put the tiger shifter centre-stage, she has no choice but to compete to win the Tiger Crown.

Change in the Light by Tami Lund. Shifter pack master Josh doesn’t know his human lover is using him. Rachel doesn’t know he isn’t human. When their hearts become entangled and two worlds collide, it’s anybody’s guess where the pieces will fall and who will survive. 

❤ I hope you’ve found some new favorites in this list! Feel free to share others you like in the comments so other readers can enjoy them, too!

New(ish) Release: Filthy Vandal

Filthy Vandal is out now! This is a prequel novella to the Junkyard Shifters series, but it’s a complete story and stands alone. It introduces the Junkyard and features Grant and Caitlyn. ❤

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“The shoulder is fine,” he said, taking in her appearance. Something about his gaze caused little flickers of pleasure in her belly. He didn’t leer at her like the other guys had done. “You’re looking better.”

See, the fake smile had worked. “Thanks. But your shoulder?”

“It’s fine. Already healed up.”

“No, I should’ve tended to it yesterday, but let me take a look now.” She’d been selfishly involved in her own struggles and completely ignored there was an injured person right in front of her. If the wound got infected, how would they treat it? It wasn’t like they could rush to the hospital.

He lifted up his sleeve. “It’s already gone, see?”

His muscular bicep was distracting and entirely unscathed. Maybe she’d mixed up which arm had been hurt. “Show me your other one.”

Grinning, he turned and lifted his other sleeve. More tanned skin covering perfect muscles. Not even a scar in sight.

“Tell me what’s going on,” she said.

“I told you about magic.” His voice was quiet, his green eyes guarded.

“Magic healed you?” She reached tentatively toward his arm. When he didn’t draw back, she smoothed her palm over his skin.

The contact made her breath catch in her throat and she yanked her hand away. A feeling. More than a feeling—a need. It swirled through her lower abdomen, gathering heat.

“What…?” She looked into his eyes.

He looked nearly as surprised as she felt. “What did you just do?”

“I don’t know. Nothing.” Her heart pounded away in her chest, double-time. She would probably break the blood pressure machine she’d used to monitor her aunt’s declining health if she were to hook herself up to it right now. Holding her hand out once more, she said, a half-smile on her face, “Can I touch you again? For science?”

He snickered, which gave her a jolt of pleasure. She liked amusing him, apparently, although she had no idea why.

“I am a nurse,” she murmured. “I worked in a hospital and everything.” Reaching out again, she touched his upper arm. Again, that feeling of need and desire flowed through her veins.

Grant nodded, as if a question had been answered, but she didn’t remember asking him one.

“Can I touch you?” he asked. “Also, you know, for science.”

“Sure.”

She held out her arm. Instead of running his palm over it like she’d expected, he grabbed her and yanked her into his lap. She let out a shout of surprise.

“You okay?” he asked.

“No, you just manhandled me, you big brute.” But strangely, she didn’t mind. Both of his hands were on his arms, gliding over her skin, igniting that warm feeling of need in her once again.

Playground of the Paranormal

This post first appeared on the blog Ravens and Books on March 24, 2020.

I’ve been writing shifter romance since 2016—a little earlier if you count some terrible books which shall never see the light of day. However, I started reading shifter romance much earlier than that, probably in the early 2000s.

Early into my reading, I found that I loved the different paranormal “worlds” almost as much as the characters themselves. They each had their own set of rules, and I was eager to figure them out with each new series I picked up.

My Fierce Mates universe has a few rules that I wanted to follow from the start.

  1. I wanted my shifters to be apex predators,
  2. clothes don’t shift with my shifters,
  3. there is no shifter virus—you’re either born a shifter or you don’t shift,
  4. shifters can sense lies and other emotions along with having heightened senses, and
  5. the “mundane” world is unaware of shifters and supernatural beings in general.

None of these rules is original in and of itself—I’m not treading new ground or anything like that.

Why have the rules to begin with? Isn’t it limiting? What if I want a hamster shifter? What if a story is just begging for a hapless heroine to be bitten by a wolf so she can become one, herself? Some might think that having the rules in place, and continuing them through several series, would be limiting. For me, however, it has been freeing. When I know the boundaries, I can play through them, stretching my universe where allowed. At times, I can subvert those rules. Shifters can sense lies…but what happens if they meet someone who can successfully lie to them? I tried that in my book Ruthless Misfit and I loved how it turned out. The hero, also a shifter, had been forced to hone dishonesty by a terrible childhood.

When I first started writing shifter romance, in my Sierra Pride series, the only paranormal beings present were shifters. But I never specifically said that vampires didn’t exist, so when I wanted to expand the universe in the Corona Pride series, I was able to do that. Recently, witches were added to the mix, and beings with different abilities, too.

Why not have these other supernatural characters from the start? To be honest, when I started in 2016, I didn’t know how far I was going to take my Fierce Mates world. I’d never published a book on my own, and if this whole independent author thing didn’t work out, I was fully prepared to walk away. But the Fierce Mates books started gathering a small, devoted audience. I needed to write more books. But I wasn’t going to be happy repeating the same stories over and over again, so I made the world bigger by introducing new groups and new supernatural creatures. Some shifters got new abilities—Matt in Ruthless Misfit can tell lies. Doug in Savage Penance can complete his shift from human to animal in half a second. Bryce in Ruthless Outlaw can walk through dreams.

This process has shown me the beauty of creativity, especially within the playground of the paranormal. As I develop a new series, Junkyard Shifters, I’m once again starting with the basics—shifters. And as the world expands, so do the possibilities.