One night. One mask. One stranger I was never supposed to see again.
The masquerade was meant to be my last free night before the auction. Then I found him: warm hands, a voice like a promise, a body that made me forget the mask between us. I danced with him. I stayed with him. And when morning came, I did what I always do.
I ran.
Barefoot, laughing, terrified. Straight to the bride market, where I sold myself to save the only family I have left.
Now I belong to a monster.
The death-lord. The one even other monsters won't stand beside; cold as the secrets he guards.
Fine. I can do cold. I can fill his silent house with enough noise to wake the dead, make his stone-faced butler almost smile, survive one more good thing I'm not allowed to keep.
What I can't explain is the stranger who comes to my door after dark. Warm where my monster is winter. Gentle where he is granite. A masked man who holds me like I'm worth holding, whose voice I know even when I won't let myself finish the thought.
Falling means staying. Staying means losing. So I never let myself fall.
Nobody warned me the monster already had.
Soft Only For Her Secret Identity Masquerade 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 authors: Eva Brandt, Lia Frost, Cara Wylde, and Ava York.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
The masquerade was meant to be my last free night before the auction. Then I found him: warm hands, a voice like a promise, a body that made me forget the mask between us. I danced with him. I stayed with him. And when morning came, I did what I always do.
I ran.
Barefoot, laughing, terrified. Straight to the bride market, where I sold myself to save the only family I have left.
Now I belong to a monster.
The death-lord. The one even other monsters won't stand beside; cold as the secrets he guards.
Fine. I can do cold. I can fill his silent house with enough noise to wake the dead, make his stone-faced butler almost smile, survive one more good thing I'm not allowed to keep.
What I can't explain is the stranger who comes to my door after dark. Warm where my monster is winter. Gentle where he is granite. A masked man who holds me like I'm worth holding, whose voice I know even when I won't let myself finish the thought.
Falling means staying. Staying means losing. So I never let myself fall.
Nobody warned me the monster already had.
Soft Only For Her Secret Identity Masquerade 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 authors: Eva Brandt, Lia Frost, Cara Wylde, and Ava York.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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