Monster Relationships

Alina I should be dead. The orcs came to wipe my village off the map, to burn, to slaughter, to leave no one breathing. I fought. I lost. And now I’m chained in the heart of their war camp, my fate hanging in the hands of their brutal, scarred war chief. Korgul doesn’t just want to keep me. He wants to claim me. He thinks I’ll kneel. He thinks he can break me. But I’ve fought monsters before, and I’ll fight this one too—even if my body betrays me, even if his touch burns hotter than my hate I won’t be his concubine. I won’t be his mate. I’d rather die. Korgul She’s small...

She answered a desperate ad—and found herself in a world she never imagined, claimed by creatures she never thought existed. Riley I was broke, desperate, and drunk when I sent that reckless email. Now, I'm living in luxury, trapped between two powerful, irresistible minotaurs who make my every hidden fantasy come alive. Torin, cold and commanding, and Gavrax, playful yet possessive—they both push me to the edge. This arrangement was supposed to save me, not enslave me with cravings I can't escape. And now, danger from my past threatens the twisted paradise they've given me. Torin Riley...

She summoned a monster, thinking it would end the visions. Instead, it claimed her body and soul. Yvrenn The moon haunts me. Every dream is soaked in sweat and shame, a horned beast pulling me into heat and hunger I can’t explain. I thought the ritual would end it. Just herbs, blood, and desperate hope. But what came from the forest wasn’t a vision. It was real. Galthar. He dragged me from the clearing, bound my wrists, and took me across the Veil into a fortress of shadows and stone. He says I’m the chosen. That my body belongs to him. I hate him. I crave him. And with every breath, ...

When Schuyler Rummel-Hudson was 18 months old, a question about her lack of speech by her pediatrician set in motion a journey that continues today. When she was diagnosed with bilateral perisylvian polymicrogyria (an extremely rare neurological disorder), her parents were given a name for the monster that had been stalking them from doctor to doctor, and from despair to hope, and back again.

She sold out her rebellion—and got claimed by the monsters who were never supposed to want her. Sera I betrayed everything I once believed in to buy my freedom. I thought delivering secrets to the shadow-lord of Obsidian Reach would make me powerful. Instead, I got marked—body and soul—by two monstrous minotaurs. Varek is brutal, dominant, and made of fire and fury. Miloch is cursed, quiet, and sees deeper than anyone ever has. They don’t just want control. They want me. And the more I resist, the tighter they pull. I thought I was a spy playing a game. Now I’m the prize—and I ...

She went looking for forbidden power. Now she’s leaking for the god she accidentally bound to her soul. Lina I’m the Voss heiress, primped and programmed for control. But all of that shattered the second I stepped into The Abyss. The moment I saw him. Varnok. Horned, towering, ancient and dark as sin. I didn’t mean to summon him. I just wanted to feel something real. But he saw me. Claimed me. Marked me with a sigil that burns through my chest and throbs between my legs. I hate how much I ache. How fast I leak. And how badly I want him to keep pushing. Varnok They thought they could ...

She went in with a mission—but he wants her on her knees, marked, and begging for more. Maren I was trained to seduce, infiltrate, and kill—not to feel. But walking into the Crimson Court as a courtesan, I didn’t expect General Urzak Ironmaw to be this brutal. This dominant. This obsessed. Every look, every command pushes me closer to the edge. I'm here to steal the Iron Heart and walk away. But the deeper I get, the more I forget who’s seducing who—and the more I wonder if I want to be caught. Urzak Maren says she’s here to serve, but her eyes tell a different story. She’s ...

A cursed bakery, a secret witch, and a dragon shifter who just might be her fated mate. After inheriting her grandmother’s bakery, Tessa has poured everything into restoring it to its former glory. But a sudden curse threatens to close her doors for good. Every morning, her delicious pastries turn to stone by midday, and her fledgling witch powers aren’t enough to stop it. Worse, the only way to lift the curse comes with a price tag she can’t afford. Enter Darius Flintwing—a powerful, dangerously handsome dragon shifter with a problem of his own. He’s determined to build a haven ...

Kayla Delacroix never believed in the legend of the Ice King. She came to the frozen north in search of answers—not a cursed king bound in ice, not a war older than time, and certainly not the kind of hunger that burns beneath his cold, unyielding exterior. But when her touch shatters his prison, she realizes too late that some myths are very, very real. Eldric was once a king. Now, he is something else. A monster forged in ice and vengeance, a ruler who has spent centuries waiting for the one thing that could set him free. Her. But waking Eldric means awakening everything that hunts him....

No one is perfect in this world and we all have issues with ourselves that we deal with or that will eventually come up in life. “The Monster Inside Us All” is a book that focuses on some of those issues, and can help us identify the cause of the problems we currently face or have faced in the past. Working to become a better person is something we should all be doing in this world, and this book can guide you in the right direction on the path to bettering yourself during the experience.

Lily I was supposed to drink, dance, and disappear before dawn. Instead, I walked straight into his trap. Masked, untouchable, and watching me like he already owns me. His eyes—slitted, unblinking, green as sin—trace my every move. And when the boat leaves the dock, I realize my mistake. No escape. No way out. And the monster in the shadows? He’s done waiting. Veyx She doesn’t know me, but I know what she is. Omega. Mine. The moment she stepped onto my ship, it was over. She can fight, lie, deny the hunger curling through her body, but I smell the truth. Her scent betrays her, a ...

Siete minutos después de la medianoche, Conor despierta y se encuentra un monstruo en la ventana. Pero no es el monstruo que él esperaba, el de la pesadilla que tiene casi todas las noches desde que su madre empezó el arduo e incansable tratamiento. No, este monstruo es algo diferente, antiguo... Y quiere lo más peligroso de todo: la verdad.

During Mardi Gras, anything can happen—even being auctioned to a monstrous alpha who refuses to let you go. Selene Mardi Gras was supposed to be my last wild night of freedom—one final reckless adventure before I disappeared for good. But instead of waking up with a hangover, I wake up in chains. Auctioned. Sold. Claimed. By him. Darius Tauron isn’t human. He’s a minotaur, a towering beast with molten gold eyes and curved black horns, draped in wealth and danger. He owns this city’s underworld, and now? He owns me. He says I belong to him. That he’s waited for me. That I was ...

Isolde Mardi Gras is wild, chaotic, a frenzied dance of masks and temptation. But when I step through the doors of the underground club, I know I’ve gone too far. The moment his eyes find me in the dark, I feel it—a pull deeper than attraction, darker than desire. He’s not human. And now, I am his. Raziel I fell from grace long ago, my wings burned, my soul damned. But when she walks into my world, everything changes. Isolde doesn’t know the danger she’s in. She doesn’t know what she is. But I do. She is an omega in my domain, and no one will touch her—except me. 🔥 Fated ...

She was sold into captivity on a prison planet. He was the monster waiting in the dark—and her only protection from everything worse. Nia trusted the wrong people and paid the price—betrayed, drugged, and dropped into Vakaris, a brutal prison planet where “protective custody” means being handed over to something inhuman. Caged with a towering hybrid warden named Thane, she expects violence. What she doesn’t expect is the hunger in his eyes… or the way her body answers it. Every touch from him is a challenge, a warning, and a temptation. She tells herself she’ll escape, even as...

She was supposed to be sold and broken. Instead, she’s collared by a warlord who wants her defiance—and refuses to let her go. Nivra I fought the empire. I bled for the rebellion. And now I’m standing on a platform in Steelhold, barely dressed, ropes biting my wrists while monsters bid for my body. I thought I was ready for anything. Until Brakus bought me for a million credits. He didn’t touch me. He didn’t threaten me. He just put a collar on my neck and said I was his. My body betrays me when he’s near. I ache. I burn. I hate him. I need him. And I don’t know how to survive...

Al has taken care of the problem of Baron Jamison. He won’t even have to worry about convincing the crown he was in the right, as Emperor Eldridge personally witnessed most of the final confrontation which has all but guaranteed the now former baron will be executed. The Emperor is here to watch Al test his new and modified mills. Of course, Al’s monarch always seems to have more than one motive, and there is now a vacant barony to dispose of. Even the part of the barony Al actually wants comes with its own issues. Not the least of which are more chromatic dragons. The young earl is ...

Hannah’s story is astonishing, the sort of information your mind and heart simply want to reject. The depths of human cruelty and callousness that she has endured are so extreme that you will find yourself struggling to accept it, even as the undeniable evidence is displayed before you. Fire has left its indelible marks upon her skin, covering her entire upper body in a pattern of soft whirls and divots, a testimony to the suffering she has endured at the hands of her ex-husband and so many others—all of whom were meant to be heroes, but revealed themselves to be monsters.

The book you are about to read is based on my painful experience with my mother, sibling, relatives, some members of churches and communities I lived in. Even though I suffered in some churches and under some preachers who call themselves servants of God I continue to serve God and have fellowship with brethren in a church. This book is one of those difficult ones for me to write. I delayed for a while when God instructed me to write about my own personal abuse. To tell the truth I did not think, great book to write Father, I will start right away. God showed me my rejection by my mother ...

Journey through luminescent underwater cities, whispering coral gardens, and moonlit coves where serenity awaits at every turn. Whether you’re battling sleepless nights, overwhelmed by the stresses of life, or simply craving a gentle escape before bed, these soothing stories promise to be your perfect companion for relaxation.