SERIES: Monster Mate Fantasy Romance
BOOK: The Complete 3 Book Omnibus
TROPES: Monster Romance, It Will Never Fit, Praise Kink, Forbidden, Fantasy Romance
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💋 3 Monster hunks who are full of praise: 1. minotaur, fake-fiance, holiday romance 2. royal centaur - forbidden witchy tale 3. enchanted fae forest and an insatiable orc 👅
🖋️ Signed by the author but not personalized
Bonus: two collectible fantasy art pieces by AvdalDesigns
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From My Merry Minotaur, Book 1:
"Do you not like my tongue on you?"
My mom has grandbaby fever. She won’t get off my back about wanting me to settle down! It’s only gotten worse since I had to call off my wedding with my gold-digging ex. Mother believes my evil ex’s lies and wants me to get back together with her. But I don’t want to ever trust Xelpria— or any other woman!— ever again. I avoid relationships and only have one-night-stands now. And as a successful, attractive minotaur, there are plenty to be had.
But my realm's Winter Solstice ball is coming up and Mother has her heart set on me going with Lady Xelpria. My best friend suggests I tell my mom there’s someone new in my life, and bring her to the ball at the castle with me as my fake fianceé. That way my new “relationship status” will be very clear to both my mom and my ex. And hopefully both of them will leave me alone about us getting back together!
We're talking about this at a pub, when a human baker overhears. She just happens to be the very same gorgeous, curvy goddess I can’t stop fantasizing about! And she agrees to play the role for me after my friend suggests it. Now I have a solution to my ex problem, but I might have a new one. Because I might be falling for Camilia, my fake fiancée. And I don’t fall for anyone — do I??
Gads — could she even accommodate the size of me? Or am I lusting after something that's physically impossible? Whatever the case, she stirs the beast in me, and I will possess her beauty.
From Sired by Steel, Book 2:
Taken captive by centaur guards? Condemned to servitude when all I ever wanted was independence? What next?
My best friend and I are finally settling in to a land of the relatively free: The City of the Lost Tower, ruled by minotaurs, when I get snatched by centaurian soldiers.
Compared to minotaurs, these beasts are privileged, arrogant, brutes.
They say I’ve been summoned by the biggest alpha-hole of them all, Lord Zerion.
His horse parts are okay. Sleek black, well-muscled, like a friesian.
It’s the part of him that can talk I can’t stand.
Oh, and even better news (NOT), rumor has it the Taraxippus are back.
HINT: horrible spirits that hunt, you guessed it, centaurs.
I’m a half-baked healer, not a miracle worker. And I’ve grown too accustomed to the lack of class snobbery in my new home. Heading back to Stillwater Cove, the centaur realm, means becoming a second-class citizen all over again.
But when the snooty centaur lord turns his bossy attention towards me, rather than repulse, it makes fluttery things happen down below.
He wants to make me his little servant. Not just for treating his wounded hoof, but as attendant to all his body parts.
Suddenly, Stillwater doesn’t seem like such a bad place after all.
From Bred by Bone, Book 3:
Nothing in my family upbringing led me to believe one day my family would trade me in marriage to a green, tusked savage. A monster who could squish me in one fist. But on our wedding night, instead of trembling in fear, he made me shiver with lust like an overly passionate pixie.
One day, I stumbled upon a blood drooling, throat snatching fiend in my forest. My first thought was definitely not, “won’t you be my neighbor?” Little did I know then he was my husband to be.
According to my father’s plans to save the realm, that’s exactly what was going down. The orc chieftain came to The Alluring Woods to protect us from the ogre, Uerco. And me? Well, I was his over-the-hill, underperforming prize.
Everything about the arrangement felt monstrous — until I discovered how his unusual tongue and amazing, ahem, appendage made me ovary act.
All my life I heard my half assed flying skills weren’t good enough for a royal fairy. Which was why Zarod’s hugs made me feel ten feet tall. Amid chaos, ogre attacks, and setting up a new outpost, he was there for me.
If only his dreams didn’t take him to places he couldn’t stand to remember. In sleep, his fierce spirit quaked with terror. All the while I wondered, would he return to his nomadic lifestyle, leaving me behind, when he found out my breeding days were over?
As an orc wife, surrounded by “savages” built for war, I shone brighter than ever before. And though I once thought my womb had gone the way of the now extinct frog ferret, my husband’s special talents made me greedy and needy in a way I no longer believed possible.
The question was, would I be able to keep him once my secrets caught up to me?
