Monster Fiction

Tyler never could have imagined where he wound up after dying and waking up in a strange new world. A certified monster trainer now, he, his dragon monster, Titan, and his friends and companions are on their way to see this amazing new world, tame new monsters, and continue their training in the Monster Trainer Academy. But there are always fresh dangers to go with the wonders this world has to offer.

Victor is really starting to settle into his new life in the Hinterlands. His relationships with Fiona the snake-girl viper, Jezzy the succubus, and Nyx the eight-foot dragoness are all going well. The inn is coming along nicely. And he's become close friends with a few other beautiful women. But his new life of loving monster girls isn't quite ready. They still have a recovering necromancer who has yet to awaken from her comatose state, and they still owe a goddess a dangerous favor. Soon begins the quest to find enough allies to not die fulfilling that favor.

The demon of the forest haunts our village in the dark. He is the size of two men with ten arms. The fishermen call them tentacles. Ever since we were children, we warned to stay out of the forest or we will never return again. The demon kills every man who stumbles into the forest in the dark. But, I caught a glimpse of the demon one early morning and I haven't been able to stop dreaming about him since and one night, I get brave enough to go into the forest while the moon is high in the air. A BDSM tentacle monster erotica short!

The latest in the Misty Hollow series of Paranormal Women’s Fiction from bestsellers H.P. Mallory and J.R. Rain! I have a lot of secrets. But one of those secrets, the one that causes me the most guilt, just got uncovered on page six of the Times Picayune newspaper. And that secret has everything to do with my former partner, Mike Stewart—the man who accidentally heard my siren song and it made him lose his mind. Now Mike is dead—stabbed to death in New Orleans—and I’m determined to solve his murder. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned by now, it’s that nothing in Misty ...

My indentured servitude is almost over and freedom is a heartbeat away! Until some alien guy buys me because he needs a nanny, quick. What? I’m not even good with kids. I’ve never changed a diaper in my life. But the beings at the employment agency won’t listen. “Hew-mans are hot right now. Everyone wants a hew-man nanny”. Great. And since there isn’t another human available...I’m hired on the spot. Yay, me. And on day one of my new job I’m having a panic attack because I finally meet my new boss and he looks like Satan himself.

Paranormal Women’s Fiction from #1 Amazon bestseller, J.R. Rain, and New York Times bestseller, H.P. Mallory! Something Wicked to Haven Hollow Comes... At least, I hope it’s not wicked. What is it? A book. But it’s not like any book you’ve ever heard of or seen before. First off, it’s animated, and I swear it acts like a little dog, complete with a wagging red bookmark tail. Secondly, the only person who can read it or see any of the pictures within the ancient and worn leather binding is my thirteen-year-old son, Finn. The book, which Finn names ‘Vellum,’ randomly shows up ...

Travel writer Amelia Balfour's dream of touring Egypt is halted when she receives news of a revolutionary new surgery for her grotesquely disfigured brother. This could change everything, and it does...in the worst possible way. Surgeon Graham Lambert has suspicions about the doctor he's gone into practice with, but he can't stop him from operating on Amelia's brother. Will he be too late to prevent the man's death? Or to reveal his true feelings for Amelia before she sails to Cairo?

London, 2053. One of the last remaining civilizations in the world. A decade on from the first wave of human-flesh-craving monsters that wiped out most of society, Noah finds himself stepping up to lead Squad E, part of London's East Regiment, fighting back against the creatures that threaten mankind. But between battling monsters, struggling with grief, and his rivalry with another lieutenant, Noah is sinking, fast. The last thing he needs is a young, weak conscript with an attitude problem to add to his issues. Especially when he can't seem to get him out of his head.

When the Monster Relations Bureau tells me I've been identified as a kraken shifter's mate, my first instinct is to run. I learned the hard way what it means to be treated like someone's possession, and I'm not about to make the same mistake twice. Only, Elias is… different. Patient and careful with me, willing to wait as long as it takes for me to let him in. The more I learn to trust him, and the more he draws me under with the dark temptation of his touch, the more the defenses I've held onto for so long start to crumble.

One night, when Ethan checks under the bed for his monster, he finds a note instead: “Gone fishing. Back in a week. --Gabe” What will Ethan do? He needs a monster under his bed. How is he supposed to get to sleep if his monster is gone? Substitute monsters appear, but none are just right. Herbert's teeth aren't sharp enough, Mack's slobbering induces giggles, Cynthia's tail isn't scary at all, and Ralph has nail polish on his claws! This will never work! How will Ethan ever get to sleep without his monster?

When I took a job at the Monster Relations Bureau, the last thing I wanted was to stand out. There's just one problem—a grumpy, unapproachable dragon shifter who can't keep his golden eyes off me. Getting involved with Ewan Blair is the definition of a bad idea. Not only is he completely off-limits as the Bureau's Director, but the way he looks at me—like he'd devour me one moment, and wishes he never met me the next—should be enough warning to stay far away. But I've always had a reckless streak.

Gemma Cassata lives with her mother in an isolated antiques shop in Michigan, near a seductive patch of woods concealing an enchanted gateway to fairyland. Gemma knows she’s not supposed to go into the woods—her mother, Virginia, has warned her multiple times about the monsters that lurk there—and yet she can’t resist.

Mafia/cartel, arranged marriage, forbidden, possessive hero, sheltered heroine, he falls first, dangerous romance. Reinaldo Rodríguez. Emiliano Ruiz. Both are dangerous, deadly, and powerful. Both are second-generation soldiers proving themselves in the Rodríguez cartel. Both want me. Of course, I wasn’t told until it was too late. That’s the way things work in the famiglia. My fate is up to Dario Luciano, my guardian. He doesn’t care about the way the men make me feel.

Lenny Primrose is a puppet; a temptress sent to make my life bloody miserable. Adored by the public and used for her father’s benefit. Every man wants her, and every woman wants to be her. She’s good for my reputation. That’s the only reason I agree to the little devil’s proposal. I’m game. Willing to play pretend to get what I want. Until what I want is her. Now, there are no rules. I’ll wage a war against the world just to keep her. Even the deadliest men have their vices, and she happens to be mine.

Justin Trimble's fantasies come to life when a couple of sexy, middle-aged professors give his virtual world a try and are transformed both in-game and out. As an AI researcher, Justin Trimble already has access to some of the most advanced technology on the planet. On his nights and weekends, he explores the capabilities of the virtual systems to invent an immersive game. To make the game more appealing, he modifies the immersion rigs to stimulate pleasure as reward for achievements.

London, 1861: Ten-year-old Nell belongs to a crew of mudlarks who work a stretch of the Thames along the Ratcliffe Highway. An orphan since her mother died four years past, leaving Nell with only broken dreams and a pair of satin slippers in her possession, she spends her days dredging up coals, copper and pieces of iron spilled by the river barges – searching for treasure in the mud in order to appease her master, Benjamin Murdstone. But one day, Nell discovers a body on the shore. It’s not the first corpse she’s encountered, but by far the strangest.

Lord of the Underworld, Hades has decided to leave his home and relocate to earth--my home town of Chicago to be exact. This shouldn't have been a problem, except for the fact that cocky Hades is smexy-hot. I don't know if I want to punch him in the face or jump his bones. In some of my dreams, I'm doing both at the same time. This is problematic because I've trained my whole life to eliminate monsters sent by the Gods to destroy humans... and for centuries my family has done everything in its power to stop them. But now I'm the last in my bloodline and a new threat stalks the streets.

Psychic?! Now I get psychic powers? WTH? Where were these powers when my kids were getting into trouble and my husband was cheating on me? No. I get them now once I’ve gotten over my previous life and I’m neck-deep into reveling with my two new BFFs and rocking the Cougar Creek Coven. Part of it I really like, I mean…winning lotto tickets, hello! But the bit about knowing my friends are about to die, not so cool. Trying to figure out what to do about it is even harder. The future is full of unknown possibilities that are all based on the choices individuals make each moment. What does...

The robotic revolution swept across the planet like a tidal wave, crushing all human resistance. Humanity was left cowering in fear of the superior machines’ strength and cold intelligence. But that wasn’t enough for the robots. After years of secret machinations, the robot/human hybrid experiment is ready to be unleashed. All they need now are willing female hosts. They may have no need for mankind, but womankind... Jade’s heart raced as Ivan’s metal fingers skated across her flesh, sending an electric shock of pleasure and fear through her body. She had never trusted robots before...

Paranormal Women’s Fiction from #1 Amazon bestseller, J.R. Rain, and New York Times bestseller, H.P. Mallory! My name is Darla Rowe… well, it used to be Darla Fenton before Wanda’s magic went haywire, and she managed to turn me back into a real, live, honest-to-goodness dame again. Once that happened, Lorcan let me borrow his last name, like the real sheik of a fella he is. Not only am I learning to be alive again, and one hundred years after the first time I tried my hand at it, but it’s looking like I gotta find me a job, so I can start earning some cabbage of my own. Life ain’t...