Gingerbread Man (Man of the Month: Candy Cane Key)
Just in Queso (Man of the Month: Magnolia Point)
Unexpected Addition
Dating the Doubter
Gift Wrapped
Cup of Sugar (Close to Home #1)
Icing on the Cake (Close to Home #2)
Sweet as Candy (Close to Home #3)
Body of Work (Very Personal Training #1)
Worth the Wait (Very Personal Training #2)
Game Plan
More Than Words
Crossing the Line
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FIREBRAND
ELLE CROSS
Onyx Rindara’s ascension ceremony marks her entrance into the magical community. She will endure one night as the chosen vessel for the mage’s council. One night to recharge the flow of magic once more, then she will be free to love her chosen mates for the rest of her life.
Except, the ritual invites something else into this world, and it’s up to Onyx and her newly formed inner circle of power to stop it.
“Firebrand” will be part of the MIST Division series, and exists in the same universe as the Coventry Institute and Bespelled Brews.
This is an urban fantasy monster romance, featuring a reverse harem relationship—meaning one lucky witch is the sole attention and obsession of five big, protective monsters.
Tropes include: size difference, monster sex, copious fluids, found family, magically-enhanced sex drive, graphic sex scenes with descriptive words.
Possible triggering themes: Betrayal, abduction, physical assault, threat of demonic sexual assault.
Onyx
Bliss is havingyour orc boyfriend and future bond mate stuff his tongue into your virgin pussy while being held by a four-armed moth man, who is also one of your future bond mates.
Mordred presses his erection against the curve of my ass, his precum making a delicious slide against my skin. His top set of arms secures me stronger than any vise, while his second set holds my legs open for Owain.
In this position, my back arches dramatically, forcing my peaked nipples up. All the better for Logan, my wolven bondmate, to pinch one and suck on the other.
“Move over, Logan. I want a taste.”
That’s my viper, Thorn. I wonder if his cocks are engorged and spilling from his scaled sheath already. I gush more slick for Owain by just thinking of Thorn taking me with both his cocks.
The fates smiled upon me when they weaved the skein of my life and threaded my monsters’ futures with my own. Four scions of their respective houses, and all of them would be bonded to me, a seventh-generation witch.