Wrong Door, Right Minotaur

A Steamy Monster Romance Short Read (Wrong Door Romances Book 1)

De: Zara Rothan

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

She opened the wrong door at a bachelorette party. He's been waiting four hundred years.

I was looking for a bathroom.

Instead, I found a labyrinth, flickering torches, walls that move on their own, and a polite seven-foot minotaur. He says there's a bond. He says it's irreversible if I stay past dawn. He says I should leave, now, before it's too late.
I'm fine with that. The girls have moved on to a bar, and I could really do with a stiff drink before they cart me off to the asylum (seven-foot minotaur?).

But the stupid maze keeps steering me back to him, something in my chest hums every time he's close, and he's been clearing monsters from my path all night without telling me. (Sweet.)

Also? He's enormous. Everywhere. And the way he watches me, like I'm the only thing that's existed in four hundred years in dark corridors, is giving me, uh, feelings… (Fine. I'm horny. Are you happy now?)

He has three books. Total. That's his entire knowledge of the modern world. One of them is Persuasion. (That explains the manners.) And carved into his horns: tally marks. One for each year alone. He stopped counting at three hundred and thirty-six.

I came here by accident.

But there's something about Asterion that has me wondering if this is where I was always supposed to be.

Wrong Door, Right Minotaur is a steamy, laugh-out-loud monster romance short read. Fated mates. Possessive minotaur. Knotting. A snarky heroine who wasn't looking for forever. No cliffhanger. HEA guaranteed.