Book Title: A Furever Home
Author Publisher: Kaje Harper & Gabbi Grey
Narrator: Michael Ferraiuolo
Release Date: September 9, 2025
Tense/POV: 1st person, past tense, alternating POV
Genres: Contemporary MM Romance
Tropes: Small town romance, hurt/comfort
Themes: Fur-babies/animal rescue
Heat Rating: 3 flames
Length: 9 hours and 5 minutes
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Desperately wanted found-family sometimes comes with wagging tails and a whole lot of fur.
Blurb
Arthur
When I was squeezing seven rescue dogs and a horde of cats in my small house, all I wanted was to not turn away a pet in need. Opening the Safe Haven Pet Rescue was a dream come true. But when I get hurt, standing between a man with a gun and a stray dog, I realize I still can’t do it all.
My injured leg, a concussion, having to lean on my friends, and realizing how helpless I feel, throws me back to my childhood when nothing I did ever seemed to be enough. But there’s one silver lining. Brooklyn West. He’s the kind of guy who holds a stranger’s hand in a crisis. He’s great with my dogs, even cranky little Chili, and really seems to want to help the shelter. I like watching him be a protective big brother when his sister turns up on his doorstep, even though I think there’s pain underneath his sunny smiles. But as we move toward friendship, I keep looking for the strings, for the catch, and wondering how I’ll pay him back, because nothing in my life can be that sweet, or that simple.
Brooklyn
I went through a slice of medical hell, and came out the other side with enough money to move to the opposite side of the country and start the doggie daycare business of my dreams. The cherry on top of that good luck is meeting Arthur Bjornsson. Big, wild-bearded, soft-voiced Arthur is the kind of guy my family would’ve ridiculed. He’s warm-hearted and willing to throw himself into harm’s way right in front of my eyes to save one pathetic stray dog.
He’s the kind of guy who gives me back some faith in humanity. But when my underage sister Cheyenne shows up on my doorstep, on the run from the family I thought I’d escaped, my old life and new collide. I want to help Arthur, get to know him, and, as he heals, I want more than just friendship. But Cheyenne brings legal risks, a teen on the other side of my bedroom wall, and the threat of retribution from our family. The simple relationship I thought Arthur and I were building is suddenly messy as hell. I don’t know how we’ll get through this to reach the furever home I so desperately want.
A Furever Home is a fur-baby-filled, hurt-comfort, small town romance between two men whose only chance at a family is to build one themselves.
A newer-model SUV pulled into the parking lot.
Almost as soon as the engine cut, a bald Black man with a bushy beard leapt from the driver’s side and hustled around to the passenger rear door. He had that door open and was pulling out a crutch when the front passenger door opened. “I asked you to wait,” the tall man holding the crutch scolded.
“That’s James.” Colin beamed with clear admiration for his husband in his gaze.
The passenger grumbled, “I told you, I don’t need you hovering.” And that would be Arthur whose frown really marred his handsome face as he emerged. He accepted the crutch, then looked up and caught my eye.
Our gazes held.
After a moment, he broke away to glare at James.
“Cranky.” Colin grinned as he headed toward the SUV.
After a moment, I followed.
“You’re looking…” Colin cocked his head at Arthur. “Rough.”
“Thank you.” Arthur’s frown didn’t lessen. “You have three kids you should be with.”
James rolled his eyes. “A few hours with Danny and Rob, as well as Hallie and Thomas, will be good for them.”
I wracked my mind. Colin had told me a bunch of proud foster-dad and close family stories as we worked. Danny was James’s brother. Rob was Danny’s fiancé. Hallie and Thomas were their kids.
See? I could do this.
“May I help?” I gestured to the bag James carried.
“That would be lovely.” The big man handed it over. He topped me by a couple of inches, and I was six-two. A bit of a height difference between the husbands.
I grinned at Colin. “All good.”
Arthur nodded to me. “Thanks.” He pivoted back to James. “So you can stop hovering. See? I’ve got a minder.”
Okay, yeah, a little cranky. I didn’t blame him. Gunshot wound? Knock to the head? Guy was probably in pain—even if they were giving him the good stuff, which I had a vague impression they couldn’t with a head injury. Poor guy. “I’m happy to be a minder. Nothing else to do.” And since Arthur intrigued me in a way few men had recently, I was determined to prove myself useful.
Arthur hobbled toward the shelter, and I hustled ahead with his bag to get the door for him.
I tossed a nice to meet you at James before following Arthur into the grand lobby space. Colin had explained how this used to be a wine tasting room. That made all the majestic marble tiles and mirrors and chandeliers understandable.
“Do you want to go straight upstairs to rest?” I held up the duffel bag. “I need to run this upstairs, right? And do you want to see your dogs? Or do you want me to bring them down here? Because those stairs are steep but, I have to say, your dogs are super adorable.”
Kaje: I get asked about my name a lot. It’s not something exotic, though. “Kaje” is pronounced just like “cage” – it’s an old nickname, and my pronouns are she/her/hers. I’ve been writing far longer than I care to admit (*whispers – forty years*), although mostly for my own entertainment. I write M/M romance, often with added mystery, fantasy, historical, SciFi, paranormal… I also have Young Adult short stories (some released under the pen name Kira Harp.)
It was my husband who finally convinced me that after all the years of writing just for fun, I really should submit something, somewhere. My first professionally published book, Life Lessons, came out in May 2011. I now have a good-sized backlist in ebooks and print, both free and professionally published, including Amazon bestseller The Rebuilding Year and Rainbow Award Best Mystery-Thriller Tracefinder: Contact.
Gabbi: USA Today Bestselling author Gabbi Grey lives in beautiful British Columbia where her fur baby chin-poo keeps her safe from the nasty neighborhood squirrels. Working for the government by day, she spends her early mornings writing contemporary, gay, sweet, and dark erotic BDSM romances. While she firmly believes in happy endings, she also believes in making her characters suffer before finding their true love. She also writes m/f romances as Gabbi Black and Gabbi Powell.
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