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The funeral home was never mine—it was just where I grew up.
A strange girl with white hair, violet eyes, and no real place in the world… except among the cold and silent.
My mother worked there, made the dead look peaceful after death’s cruelty, and when she passed, I picked up her tools and carried on.
I thought I understood death. I was wrong.
The new funeral director arrives clutching a leather-bound book that hums with unnatural power.
He claims he can raise the dead for a price.
I tried to stop him. I tried to run.
But the monster stitched together with animal parts, a scaled tail, hooves, claws and large horns had other plans.
Now I’m trapped in a forest that doesn’t exist on any map...its trees twisted, its light dim, and glowing orbs that sit on the ground light the way. And the creature that hunts here doesn’t kill me.
He keeps me. As his pet.
He thinks I belong to him. And as the lines between fear and desire begin to blur… I'''m starting to wonder if he’s right.
That is until he brings me to his creator, a fae turned lich.
Then everything seems more confusing than ever.
This is a MMF monster love story, a Frankenstein story reimagining, including magic, fated mates and spice.
The funeral home was never mine—it was just where I grew up.
A strange girl with white hair, violet eyes, and no real place in the world… except among the cold and silent.
My mother worked there, made the dead look peaceful after death’s cruelty, and when she passed, I picked up her tools and carried on.
I thought I understood death. I was wrong.
The new funeral director arrives clutching a leather-bound book that hums with unnatural power.
He claims he can raise the dead for a price.
I tried to stop him. I tried to run.
But the monster stitched together with animal parts, a scaled tail, hooves, claws and large horns had other plans.
Now I’m trapped in a forest that doesn’t exist on any map...its trees twisted, its light dim, and glowing orbs that sit on the ground light the way. And the creature that hunts here doesn’t kill me.
He keeps me. As his pet.
He thinks I belong to him. And as the lines between fear and desire begin to blur… I'''m starting to wonder if he’s right.
That is until he brings me to his creator, a fae turned lich.
Then everything seems more confusing than ever.
This is a MMF monster love story, a Frankenstein story reimagining, including magic, fated mates and spice.
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