Monster Relationships

Sometimes I feel like I have walked into the middle of a movie. Maybe I can make my own movie. The film will be the story of my life. No, not my life, but of this experience. I'll call it what the lady who is the prosecutor called me: Monster.

Highly topical, morally wise, honest to the core, Monsters is certain to incite a conversation about whether and how we can separate artists from their art.

He came to conquer. She swore to resist. But in the war of dominance and desire, only one will kneel. Elara I will never bow. Not to the monsters who burned my village. Not to the warlord who ripped me from my home. I am not his to command, to use, to break. No matter how my body betrays me. No matter how his golden eyes watch me like a beast ready to devour. He can drag me to his camp. He can chain me. But he will never own me. Varkash She fights me. Claws at me. Spits in my face. But I see it—the way her breath hitches when I get too close, the shudder she tries to hide when I touch her...

At seven minutes past midnight, thirteen-year-old Conor wakes to find a monster outside his bedroom window. But it isn’t the monster Conor’s been expecting - he’s been expecting the one from his nightmare, the nightmare he’s had nearly every night since his mother started her treatments. The monster in his backyard is different. It’s ancient. And wild. And it wants something from Conor. Something terrible and dangerous. It wants the truth.

He bought me, chained me, but nothing prepared me for the beast who now claims me. Zivra They sold me as a prize to the highest bidder—Korvax, a minotaur warlord with a savage reputation. He’s monstrous, relentless, and intent on breaking me. Yet each brutal touch ignites desires I never knew existed. My mind screams for freedom, but my traitorous heart yearns to surrender completely to the beast whose darkness matches my own. Korvax She’s mine by right of purchase, a beautiful, defiant treasure I intend to tame. Zivra fights me at every turn, her fiery resistance fueling my obsession...

She came to watch the moon. He came to claim his mate. Amateur astronomer Marina Cross is determined to capture the perfect photo of the rare blood moon. She ignores the warning signs and sneaks onto restricted land, finding a clearing that feels ancient and sacred. She thinks she's alone, ready for a celestial spectacle. But the clearing belongs to Kaedor, the exiled alpha of a werewolf pack. The crimson light of the eclipse awakens a primal madness within him, a need to hunt, to claim, to possess. When he finds a human female on his sacred altar stone, he sees not an intruder, but a gift ...

Conflict is a natural part of any intimate relationship. Yet most couples either avoid it or try to smooth over their differences. This often results in at least one partner compromising their integrity—and stunting their own growth. Monsters in Love challenges the idea that conflict between partners is unhealthy or something to avoid. Instead, it encourages both people to stand by what they need and who they are—but to do so with compassion rather than competitiveness or vengefulness.

He was her target, her monster, her damnation... and her only salvation. Tara Fang is the only hunter skilled enough to stop the beast slaughtering its way through the forests of her village. Tracking the monster to its lair is a duty she accepts without question, but the creature she corners is no mindless animal. He is Darius, the last sane werewolf of a cursed bloodline, a lonely sentinel fighting a secret war against his own feral kin. He is intelligent, articulate, and brutally powerful. And he decides Tara is not his enemy, but his prize. Trapped in his mountain den, Tara finds her ...

Kacey is the new girl in Broken Falls. When she moved in with her father, she stepped into a brand-new life. A life with a stepbrother, a stepmother, and, strangest of all, an adoring younger half sister. Kacey's new life is eerily charming compared with the wild highs and lows of the old one she lived with her volatile mother. And everyone is so nice in Broken Falls - she's even been welcomed into a tight new circle of friends. Bailey and Jade invite her to do everything with them.

Deckhand by trade. Multiverse linchpin by fate. Nathan Davidson thought the toughest part of his new deckhand job would be sunburned tourists and endless towels. He was wrong. A shimmering door, a staffer with cat-eyes, and whispered tales of hidden realms show him the Oceanic Majesty isn’t just a cruise ship but a gateway to other worlds—and his mysterious past may be the key to it all. This series contains unconventional relationships with multiple women.

I was sold to a warlord. But I won’t break. And I won’t kneel. Zara My father sold me like cattle. His price? Safe passage and a temporary alliance with Ragnar the Sandreaver—a warlord as brutal as he is merciless. They expect me to bow, to accept my fate. But they don’t know me. I don’t kneel. I don’t submit. And I sure as hell won’t belong to him. But Ragnar doesn’t take disobedience lightly. He doesn’t ask. He doesn’t beg. He takes. And every time I defy him, he seems to enjoy it more. I should fear him. I should hate him. And yet, when he looks at me with those ...

She survived shipwreck and pirates, but can she survive the monster who claims her? Selena I wake up drowning, saltwater choking me, my world crashing down in flames and waves. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end—captured by a savage orc pirate, Gothrak, whose tusks promise pain and dark pleasure. Every defiance I throw at him ignites his hunger. I despise him, yet my traitorous body aches for the brutal way he claims me. I must escape, but something deep and twisted inside me doesn’t want to leave him. Gothrak She fights like a beast, curses like a sailor, and fucks like a dream. ...

Caleb Carr has had special relationships with cats since he was a young boy in a turbulent household, famously peopled by the founding members of the Beat Generation, where his steadiest companions were the adopted cats that lived with him both in the city and the country. As an adult, he has had many close feline companions, with relationships that have outlasted most of his human ones. But only after building a three-story home in rural, upstate New York did he enter into the most extraordinary of all of his cat pairings: Masha, a Siberian Forest cat who had been abandoned as a kitten.

Two dominant minotaur rodeo stars. One lucky little human. And zero rules in the bedroom—or the arena. Tamsin I was broke, juggling vet tech school and surviving on ramen, when I landed a temp gig at the Silverhorn Rodeo Circuit. It was supposed to be easy money, nothing more—until Boone and Trace walked into my life. These minotaur rodeo legends, dominant and devastatingly attractive, offered me luxury, protection, and pleasure I couldn't resist. I promised myself I'd never become a sugarbaby, but now I'm craving the possessive way they cherish and ruin me. Boone The moment we saw ...

His darkness claimed her, but his venom sealed her fate. Expert caver Sage Bloom descends into a Yucatán sinkhole. When her gear fails and a voice whispers from the dark, she realizes she’s not alone. She has trespassed into the domain of Noctys, the cavern’s ancient, bat-like guardian. He claims her as his possession. His cold commands guide her through brutal lessons in submission, his voice a weapon as he uses her body to erase her human scent. He insists this violation is her only shield against a greater horror her presence has awakened. His monstrous anatomy is her prison and her...

She trespassed in his field. Now she is his harvest. A Halloween car crash leaves Delilah Price stranded and stumbling into a cornfield ruled by a creature of nightmare. Silas is no ordinary scarecrow. He is a sentient spirit, a possessive guardian of the land who sees her intrusion as a binding contract. He intends to punish her trespass, claim her body, and make her his bride in the dirt and shadows. His touch is rough, his words a litany of filthy promises that awaken a dark hunger she never knew she possessed. “You are mine,” he growls, “My harvest.” He ties her to his cross, ...

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.

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 stepped into their world as a choice, but now she belongs to the darkness they awaken. Nova Entering Velvet Horns as their sugarbaby was thrilling, seductive, and reckless. Now, I’m caught between two powerful minotaurs—Kieron, dominating and intense, and Thorne, dangerously playful. They control my pleasure, ignite forbidden desires, and push my boundaries to breaking. Yet beneath the decadence lies danger, secrets, and a growing darkness that threatens to claim us all. I'm theirs, bound by lust and power, but can I trust them with my heart—or my life? Kieron Nova Quinn is ...

They marked her as theirs—but she’ll make them earn every inch of her surrender. Zara I’m just a tattoo artist, scraping by, until two monstrous minotaurs, Zarruk and Veylax, barge into my life, claiming I'm their fated sugarbaby. Their offer—wealth, protection, pleasure—is irresistible. Yet their mark brands me, body and soul, igniting desires darker than I've ever known. I fight their dominance, but each fierce touch and possessive claim makes my resistance weaker. Now danger shadows us, threatening to destroy what we've built—and I'm not sure if I’m strong enough to resist ...