Monsters

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel—The Vipers. They run this town and everyone in it. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant. These men, they look at me with longing. Their scarred, blood-stained hands holding me tight. They want everything I am, everything I have to give, and won’t stop until they get just that. They can own my body, but they will never have my heart. The Vipers? I’m going to make them regret the day they took me. This girl? She bites too. 18+ Reverse Harem Romance. Warning this book contains scenes and references of abuse/assault that some readers may find triggering. Along with graphic sex scenes and violence. This is a dark book.

Isla has been surrounded by monsters her entire life. She was raised with them, so it was only natural that she would date one. Trapped in a world where she's nothing but a toy to be manipulated and used, she longs to escape. She never expects to find salvation in the arms of her abusive boyfriend's father—a dangerous man with a penchant for violence. Yet somehow, he offers the safety and comfort she never expected to find in her hollow and jaded life. But the thing about salvation, it never comes without sacrifice. \This is a standalone\

He didn’t want a human. I didn’t want a husband. But stuck under the same roof with a grumpy orc blacksmith—while the whole town watches—makes it impossible to pretend our arranged marriage is purely business. Dragged from my world as a cult sacrifice, I expected the worst. I didn’t expect the monsters of Wayhome to greet me with lantern-lit streets, meddling neighbors, and the kind of community that could make me want to stay—if I’m not careful. The Council’s fix for my unstable magic is marry me to Brenn Blackstone and bind my power to him for sixty days. He doesn’t want me in his space. I don’t want to owe anyone my safety—or my heart. But the Union Vow’s tether keeps us far too close for comfort. And to make matters worse, the town whispers like we’re already a love story. In sixty days, the magic will end. And... I’m not sure I want it to. Sixty Days in the Orc’s Workshop is a cozy gothic-fantasy monster romance arranged marriage of convenience, forced proximity, grumpy/sunshine, small-town meddling, slow-burn open-door heat, found family, and a protective orc who falls first and hardest. Perfect for readers who love their romances tender, a little feral, and full of heart.

A burned-out healer with nothing left to give. A berserker who's forgotten how to be gentle. One monster who's soft only for her. She went to the Bride Market because she had nowhere else to go. She expected a monster. She didn't expect a man who looks at her like she's something precious. He's dangerous. The berserker rage lives under his skin, waiting. He's spent years alone because the last time he got close to anyone, people died. Everyone is afraid of him. Everyone flinches. Except her. She touches him like it's nothing. Falls asleep against his chest like he's not a monster barely holding himself together. And when she's near, the rage goes quiet. He doesn't understand it. But he knows one She's his. "You make it quiet. When you're near. The rage goes quiet." Soft Only For Her • Touch Starved Hero • Protector Romance • Size Difference • Grumpy/Sunshine • He Falls First Spicy monster romance. Guaranteed HEA. _Welcome to the bride market! Monsters bid, you choose. This is a spin-off series to Arranged Monster Mates. We're back on Alia Terra with steamy stories told by your favorite paranormal romance Eva Brandt, Lia Frost, Cara Wylde, and Ava York._

An orc warchief. A debt-bonded human healer. Eight weeks of forced march through enemy territory. Griet Tarn has spent nine years as property. Sold twice, wages garnished to pay a debt her father took and fled, she stitches soldiers together for causes she doesn't believe in. When her mercenary company is slaughtered by an orc warband, she expects to die. Instead, the warchief offers her a deal. Rahsk needs a healer who can keep him alive through eight weeks of forced march to his mountain homeland. In her freedom. Her debt cleared. Every last coin of it. Griet takes the deal. She doesn't ask why the warchief insists she march at his side. Why he gives her boots that fit perfectly and a knife he carried for thirty years. Why every orc in the warband calls her "his healer" like the words mean something she can't see yet. Because Rahsk isn't just protecting an asset. The courtship gifts, the public claim at the feast hall, the warrior who loses a hand for touching her—it all means something in orc culture that Griet has been too stubborn to recognize. He's been courting her. And everyone knew it but her. Now she's falling for the warchief who owns her contract, and she has to is this real, or just another cage dressed up as a choice? ✓ Captive to lover ✓ Forced proximity ✓ He falls first ✓ Slow burn to explicit ✓ Size difference ✓ Possessive protective orc hero ✓ Found family ✓ "Touch her and die" ✓ Who did this to you Slow-burn tension. Explicit heat. A happily ever after that's earned, not given. Perfect for fans of Finley Fenn's Orc Sworn and Ruby Dixon's Ice Planet Barbarians. Heat 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Explicit First person, heroine HEA Standalone