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Monstrous Classics


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The Point of No Return

Men like this don't exist. Gorgeous, dark, angry, seductive...stone doesn't come to life and leave me wanting more. It's impossible.


Until it isn't.


My name is Christine Daniels, and I am going mad.


It was supposed to be simple: one month, one opera, one chance to make my entire career. But now I'm going crazy.


I was only here to sing, but nothing in Paris is what it seems, and the old opera house feels very much alive. Voices echo through walls, gargoyles come to life, and I’m dragged into a whole new world that I never knew existed.


A world of monsters.


By day they whisper through stone, and by night they make me theirs. Fangs and wings and claws that leave me aching with need. Pleasure that claims me over and over until I only belong to them.


But monsters darker than mine are hunting me. In order to punish my mates, they’ve decided they want me. And because I’m not made of stone, I might not survive.

Tropes: Fated Mates, Damsel in Distress

Content Warnings: Death threats, kidnapping, consensual non-consent, blade/blood play (claws), choking/breath play (erotic context), dominance and BDSM (restraints)

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All The Devils Are Here

I always wanted to love a monster… I just didn’t think I’d need to be stranded on an island to do it.


My name is Meghan Irela, and I’ve just been fired.

Not my proudest moment, but I’ll be all right. A trip to Paris is just what I need. Visit my friends, ignore my problems, and pretend I’m not completely alone. 

But I know the truth about the world: Magic is real, monsters exist, and nothing is ever simple. 

I got on the boat expecting to party. Not to get caught in a storm, nearly drown, and wake up stranded on an island that should exist. It’s made of magic, and home to monsters. 

Monsters who want me. 

This is impossible. I shouldn’t feel safe with men made of shadows and claws. Who have curling tentacles, stone fangs, and glowing eyes. They want to drown me, too—but only in pleasure. I’m addicted, in love, and out of control.

But the island’s magic is killing me, and I’m running out of time. Caught between magic and my mates, there’s only one way to survive. I shouldn’t want to be a monster… 

Yet for the first time, I finally feel alive.

Tropes: Fated Mates, Damsel in Distress

Content Warnings: Near death experiences (drowning), kidnapping, magical (non-sexual) assault, primal play, dominance and BDSM (being restrained)

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