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theboarsbride · 7 months
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THE BONES WE HAUNT - WIP Intro.
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Title: The Bones We Haunt.
Genre: Historical Fiction, Gothic horror, romance, novella.
Status: First Draft + development.
Synopsis:
November, 1905. 
While on holiday in Cambridge and attending museum lectures with her mother, Jane Sterling seeks to make this her chance to officially pursue her love of paleontology. While her family encourages the pursuit of passions and challenging rigid social norms, the institutes in place hinder her passion, making her resort to dressing brightly and speaking loudly for attention.
Jane's chance comes to reveal itself in the form of the wealthy and reclusive Sir Terence Hayes, who’s come in search for her father, the esteemed paleobotonist Dr. Samson Sterling, to appraise fossils found in his garden. Her mother eagerly volunteers Jane to go in Dr. Sterling’s place as he remains ill in America, and Terence brings her to his isolated family's estate in the vast, deep, muddy marshes of Wolf’s Run. And the land is shrouded in urban legends. There are whispers of 'The Wolf's Run Beast,' the 'Monster of the Marshes,' that haunts the land under the cover of night, and as Terence leaves Jane to her work he is hell-bent that she's to return to Cambridge before nightfall.
However, freak storms rage, causing the marshes' waters to rise and wash out the roads in flash floods before Jane has a chance to return, leaving her stranded at Wolf’s Run - and at the mercy of all that lurks there.
As night looms, the staff hastily depart, an eerie silence falls, Terence forbids her from even coming near the cellar, and, most importantly, he warns her against leaving her room before dawn. All is merely a strange act to Jane, brushing it off as the eccentricities of an Englishman, until something comes scratching at her door, hungering for her blood.
What started as a mere chance at becoming known swiftly becomes a tumultuous game of blood, teeth, survival, love, and salvation - and Jane must prepare to sharpen teeth of her own if she's to survive the horrors of the Wolf's Run marshes.
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surprise surprise, another WIP inspired by Jojo's need to turn every DILF she falls in love with into a love interest in a monster romance-adjacent book! 🥰 This one's victim??? Ciaran Hinds as a brooding but sweet capital 'r' Romantic were-beast/werewolf-ish creature. 😍 The vibes for this WIP are, like... 90s gothic period drama.... bluebeard meets 'mexican gothic' meets company of the wolves meets 'the death of jane lawrence'... and i've only known this WIP for 3 days and I'm already obsessed, help-
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lemonmoonmochi · 5 months
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When I tell you how fast I got this book from my local library it was just hmm honestly I can’t put into words but I finally found a monster romance book finally! Like damn okay I was not expecting this but thank freaking god I got this because look guy just look
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This books is an slow-burn and enemies to lovers trope and I just had to it was just calling out to me and then I found out that the author of this book had more like just take all my money because I’ll buy this book if I can find it at Barnes and nobles or something!! I’m so excited to read this like I have tears in my eyes
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authorashraven · 6 months
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The Pirate Queen of Ruin is a dark, Sapphic monster romance featuring a plus sized heroine and eldritch pirate captain in an urban fantasy setting with a hidden monster community, plots for revenge, and found family... OUT 21/12/23, preorder now!
Pre-order on Amazon
✨Full Blurb✨
Orthia Moore
I pledged my life to a god—my Love—who has kept me alive for centuries in hopes that one day I would provide them with enough strength to bring them to our realm. In return, they have given me incredible powers, a second chance...
And a soulmate.
But as time has passed, I’ve not found the one meant for me. That is, until my Love calls for me to drag up a being of such divinity that I know she is my intended. Our god says that she has chosen us.
But she is a human, and I will never claim a human.
Delphini Fields
I have everything: money, power, status—until my penniless playboy of a fiancé murders me. My rage and desperate desire for vengeance calls to an ancient creature, a powerful god who offers me a choice: Revenge or death?
It’s an easy answer, but with my new life aboard Orthia’s ship comes with many complications. I have new powers I can’t fully harness, and we’re on a mission to help raise a god from the abyss. Not to mention, I have a soulmate who's determined to keep me at arm’s length.
But I always get what I want.
Tags and Tropes:
-Eldritch pirate captain heroine
-Plus size heroine
-Spicy sword fighting
-Rejected mates
-Arranged marriage gone wrong
-Power exchange dynamic
-Tentacles, knife play, voyeurism, ovipositing, and more
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ekbelsher · 5 months
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How many ways can I draw this couple kissing? I found a ton of these while putting together my 2023 artvsartist grid. Way more than what's here, but these are the ones that I like, that have no background, and won't get me banned on social media haha
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ameliathornromance · 1 month
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A part of you was unsure how your Orc Boyfriend would react. As you pruned the bouquet of flowers in your hands, you were starting to regret your idea. It was only a few paces from the camp now, surely you could just turn back around and throw it away, right?
Flowers were something that women received typically. Maybe he would think you were insinuating something about him, or that maybe he was weaker than you thought he was-
“Love! You’re back!”
Too late for take backs now. Hiding the bouquet behind your back, you watched as your Orc Boyfriend dropped a wood chopping axe and rushed over to you. “How was your walk? Did you get what you needed?”
You weren’t sure why you thought you could hide the flowers from him. He was at least two or three feet taller than you.
He peered over your shoulder and raised an eyebrow. “What’re those for? You’ve never brought flowers back before.”
Well, now or never, you thought. Meekly, you pulled them out from behind your back and held them out to him.
Your Orc stared at you for a minute, looking you up and down in confusion. “I… Um…” Where did you even begin with this? You must look insane.
Sighing, you lowered the bouquet and looked down at the different blooms. “When humans really like each other, sometimes they give flowers. So, I picked some flowers for you.”
There was silence for a moment and you felt your face burning. You knew it, this was a stupid idea.
“You picked these… for me?” His green hand came into view, wrapping around your interlocked fingers.
You nodded, still not looking at him.
Before you could stop him, he had snatched up the bouquet and held it high above his head. He bellowed to his others in the camp: “Look here! My lovely lady brought me flowers! What have you suckers got?!”
Orcs from their various work stations looked up, growled, snarled and swatted their hands at your Orc, “get stuffed you lug!”
Your jaw hung open at your Orc's audacity, before he looked back down at you and gave you the widest grin. “I didn’t know humans did such a thing,” he admired the flowers in his hand, seemingly as big as daisies in his huge hand. “You picked these yourself?”
“Wait, you like them?”
“Why wouldn’t I like them love?” Your Orc kissed you on the forehead. “You went out of your way to get them for me.”
“It’s just… I thought… Human men don’t normally get flowers, so I thought that…”
Your Orc let out a bark of laughter, “but I’m not human, am I love?” He pulled you into his arms and squeezed you tightly. His arms were the most reassuring and calming thing at that moment.
Hugging him back, you realised that there had been nothing to be afraid of. How could you have assumed that he would have been insulted by your gift?
“Anything from you is something to be treasured.” He mumbled to you, giving you another kiss on your lips.
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torchstelechos · 3 months
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Of the two of them, Binghe is the real monsterfucker. Bros married to an Eldritch creature that so desperately wanted to make him happy that he swore against the god of this world(PIDW), died, and then took over some random body. Like, no offense, but I think the creature ACTUALLY made for this world is a step below "literally from another world and in a body not my own" monster. So shout-out to my boy LBH for being more of a monsterfucker than SQQ
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twyrrinren · 3 months
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Laios is not obsessed with Kabru because Kabru is not a monster. Kabru's childhood fear was that he is a part-monster. "Thanks for validation that I'm not a monster, I guess?"
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amberfoxerotica · 1 year
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Something stirred under the table, concealed beneath the long tablecloth. A slimy streak ran along my ankle, the touch soft and wet. A sigh left my lips at the delicate touch. 
“I see. So your tentacles are good for a great many things then.” The tentacle stroked up my calf in response.
I looked deep into the tentacle monster’s eye as I traced a finger around the rim of my wine glass. Sexual undercurrents were clear in the tentacle monster’s penetrating gaze. We shared this moment, heightened by the secret, sensual touch hidden from everyone else.
We continued sipping at our wine, our eyes locked, sparks of desire flying between us. The tentacle smeared up my knee, then up my thigh. Another tentacle joined the first, slipping under my dress and pulling my moistened panties from my arousal-soaked pussy. I sucked in a breath as the first tentacle brushed up my slit, turning my body hot with desire.
“Two strawberry tarts,” a voice said, causing me to jolt in my seat and the tentacle monster to pause its advances. Our waitress had returned. 
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you,” she said as she lay two plates on the table.
“Oh! That’s quite alright,” I replied. “Thank you. The tarts smell delicious.” 
“Enjoy them,” the waitress said before departing.
I looked down at the tarts. They were still fresh from the oven and decorated with strawberries. “Something tells me you really like strawberries,” I teased. The tentacle monster reciprocated by spreading my pussy lips and, at a glacial pace, gliding an oozing tentacle into me. “I’ll take that as a ye–ess…” I said, my eyes sinking closed as the slimy penetration slowly overwhelmed me.
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This is an excerpt. Get the full story here
🌐 www.amberfoxerotica.com
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nerdby · 23 days
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Dude, you have got to be seriously fucking dense to think Interview With The Vampire wasn't always gay as fuck. It's literally about two dudes that love sucking on body parts living alone and adopting a kid together. That is not a subtle metaphor.
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saintbryde · 5 months
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Sometimes you just gotta write a Christmas monster erotica series for funsies 🍆🎄
Content Warning | Tropes :
Noncon / dubcon
Breeding kink (without pregnancy)
Bondage
Somnophilia
Kidnapping
Dom / Sub dynamic
Sex Slave / Master dynamic
Huge Monster Peen
C*um taste like raspberry sherbet
Choking
Creampie
Squirting
Fingering
Primal play
Curious? You can read it here or on inkitt
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maggieannreads · 2 years
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Orpheus 🤤
Book 📖 A Soul to Keep by Opal Reyne
•Pictures found from authors twitter•
Tags 🏷️
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motziedapul · 3 months
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Queer Filipino Monster Romance at The Sidekick Comic Cafe in Toronto!
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💖Coming to The Sidekick on February 10 for Valentine's Weekend💖
I'll be selling some of our Queer Filipino monster romance (and action horror) comics for you to enjoy~ 🏳️‍🌈🇵🇭
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Come hang out with me from 1pm to 6pm at The Sidekick comic book cafe at 1374 Queen St E Toronto M4L1C9!
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authorashraven · 1 year
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Hello pals! I am looking to giveaway quite a few ARCs (advanced reader/reviewer copies) of my new monster romance novel, The Librarian of Souls, which comes out on 11th of May. Anyone who signs up will get a copy of the eBook, which will be sent to you via BookFunnel on the 23/24th of April. You can find the full list of content warnings in the sign up form below the cut and if you have any questions you can DM me. Thank you! 🥰
Sign up here!
Full blurb:
Augustine Ravenscroft
Immortality is stale. For decades, I have been a paragon of self-control, never once allowing my sands to feast on the humans that surround me, tempt me.
Until her.
Every rule-abiding grain of sand in my body wants to swallow her whole, in her dreams and the mortal world. Her golden aura and honey scent drive me to the brink until I am breaking every order that has kept our monstrous community safe for centuries just to feel her joy and taste her arousal.
Joanna Cole
My life is stagnating. I’m stuck in a rut of trying to please everyone, but this only leads to more work and sleepless nights. The library is the only place I find solace.
And see him.
It’s ridiculous to have a crush on the librarian I have never spoken to, but he is the man of my dreams. Until one night, the dark and lustful dreams turn into reality. He wants to claim me, and I want him to own me.
When chance encounters don’t add up and old fae magic threatens my life, my only option is to trust Augustine and the new world of secrets and deception he has shown me.
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ekbelsher · 2 months
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For some reason yesterday it seemed really important to draw naked kissing instead of getting any actual work done. But look! I drew her hands totally without reference. Actually I drew most of this without photo reference (I did use ref for his head angle), which means it took me hours (this sketch is my third attempt) but I think it was time well spent because I learned a few things :)
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Gideon The Ninth by Tamsyn Muir-
“The Ninth Necromancer needs a swordswoman.
Gideon has a sword, some dirty magazines, and no more time for undead bullshit.
Brought up by unfriendly, ossifying nuns, ancient retainers, and countless skeletons, Gideon is ready to abandon a life of servitude and an afterlife as a reanimated corpse. She packs up her sword, her shoes, and her dirty magazines, and prepares to launch her daring escape. But her childhood nemesis won't set her free without a service.
Harrowhark Nonagesimus, Reverend Daughter of the Ninth House and bone witch extraordinaire, has been summoned into action. The Emperor has invited the heirs to each of his loyal Houses to a deadly trial of wits and skill. If Harrowhark succeeds she will become an immortal, all-powerful servant of the Resurrection, but no necromancer can ascend without their cavalier. Without Gideon's sword, Harrow will fail, and the Ninth House will die.”
The Traitor Baru Cormorant by Seth Dickinson-
“Tomorrow, on the beach, Baru Cormorant will look up from the sand of her home and see red sails on the horizon.
The Empire of Masks is coming, armed with coin and ink, doctrine and compass, soap and lies. They'll conquer Baru’s island, rewrite her culture, criminalize her customs, and dispose of one of her fathers. But Baru is patient. She'll swallow her hate, prove her talent, and join the Masquerade. She will learn the secrets of empire. She’ll be exactly what they need. And she'll claw her way high enough up the rungs of power to set her people free.
In a final test of her loyalty, the Masquerade will send Baru to bring order to distant Aurdwynn, a snakepit of rebels, informants, and seditious dukes. Aurdwynn kills everyone who tries to rule it. To survive, Baru will need to untangle this land’s intricate web of treachery - and conceal her attraction to the dangerously fascinating Duchess Tain Hu.
But Baru is a savant in games of power, as ruthless in her tactics as she is fixated on her goals. In the calculus of her schemes, all ledgers must be balanced, and the price of liberation paid in full.”
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djrusso-romance · 8 months
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Art by Mon Reyes (do not use without permission! Reblogs only!)
Book is: Stroopwafels & Starlight by D.J. Russo
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Five (left) and Sanne! (right)
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