Bewitching Her Monsters: A Paranormal Why Choose Romance (Bewitching Monsters Book 1)(Paranormal Women's Midlife Fiction)

BEWITCHING HER MONSTERS BEWITCHING MONSTERS BOOK ONE YVE VALE ENTRAVERSE PUBLISHING Published by Entraverse Publishing Sedona, AZ 86339, USA YveVale.com This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, actual events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2023 Yve Vale. Cover Art © 2023 Yve Vale. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. CONTENTS Author’s Note 1. Author Interrupted 2. Walks into a Bar 3. Doggy Rescue 4. Haunting Dreams 5. Witch Place 6. Invited 7. Brunch Mistaken 8. Scrambled 9. Paranormal Inactivity 10. Waking Dreams 11. No Go 12. Ghosting 13. Nightmares 14. Doggie Daddy 15. Witches Gone Wild 16. Possessed 17. Walk of Pity 18. Background Check 19. Not Again 20. All Wrong 21. Spliting Fur 22. Betrayed 23. Lost 24. Found 25. Coming Undone 26. Reborn 27. Here We Go 28. Healing 29. Bucket Listed 30. Horns and All 31. Aftercare 32. Dungeons 33. Remembered 34. Betrayed Acknowledgements Books by Yve Vale About the Author AUTHOR’S NOTE The Bewitching Her Monsters Series is a dark yet humorous paranormal why choose romance. The female main character will end up with more than one of the love interests. Group scenes are on the agenda. This series also has a quite a bit of male/male romance within the group that will occur with and without the female present. But there’s no cheating. So if this is NOT your jam, then put this book down now and walk away. You won’t be happy with this series, because there’s going to be sword fights. Wink wink nudge nudge. You know what I mean. If you believe love is love, you like to have some laughs too, and of course, some spicy times, then please charge forward! This series also contains several dark themes that some readers may be sensitive to. For more information, visit: https://yvevale.com/triggerwarnings 1 AUTHOR INTERRUPTED JADE Attempt number three: Goliath pulls me to his broad chest and growls, “You are coming with me, menace.” I twist and scramble to get away. But some part of me wants him—a very needy part between my legs. “No, you… brute!” I kick to make him drop me. Not a smart move since he’s carrying me over treacherous and rocky terrain. His clawed feet are the only things keeping us from slipping down the mountain and plummeting to our deaths. “Stop, Nora,” he orders, clasping my head to his shoulder and trying to comfort me. It’s the first time he’s called me by my name. This should settle me somewhat, knowing I’m not just some nameless sacrifice to him. But the toxin in my system is making clear thoughts impossible. I can’t settle down. My actions might get us both killed. I don’t want that. After a few more minutes of scrambling over the mountainside to escape our enemies, Goliath sighs with relief when we see a narrow entrance to a cave ahead. Once we are at the mouth of the cavern, Goliath sets me down. “Don’t move,” he warns in a whisper. For the first time today, I listen to him. If there’s an animal out here that is bigger and scarier than his beast, then we are fucked. His monstrous bearlike form is four feet taller than my height. I have to crane my neck backward to see his face. Holy crap, he’s big. I shiver with the thought of how big his other parts will be. I believe I’m about to find out. After a quick investigation, he returns, apparently having deemed the cave safe for me to enter. He picks me up and carries me inside. Just enough light filters in to see it’s previously been used as a shelter. A flat, smooth rock the size of a small bed is clear of debris at the far end. He sets me down. Without an ounce of hesitation, he rips off my jacket and shirt, yanking them over my head and revealing my breasts. “I need to be inside you,” he says roughly. I try to cover my chest, but he won’t let me. “Mine.” He circles his massive arm around my waist and pulls me closer. His claws dig into my flesh. I can’t control the whimper that leaves my throat, and it causes his enormous cock to inflate. He presses it against my stomach. He sweeps my legs from under me, and I fall backward. But his large hand catches me and sets me on my back gently. The rough stone beneath me scratches my sensitive skin, and I try not to squirm as Goliath rips my pants off me and spreads me open for his viewing pleasure. His long tongue sweeps out, taking his first taste of my slick center. He groans with approval and strokes his hardening dick. “You can’t claim me,” I protest. “I have won you in combat. And you want me,” he argues, flicking his tongue out to brush against me again. “Don’t you?” “But—” “No. You are mine. And I am yours… finally.” His eyes glint with mischief. “Do I need to make you ready for my cock? Is that it, my treasure?” I can’t say anything as I stare at the threat to my vagina’s health and well-being. Even with proper and thorough preparation, that thing will destroy me. I nod my consent. I might as well get a couple of orgasms out of this before it’s death by dick. He feasts on my cunt. His long, thick tongue slides through my folds and plunges into my channel. It takes next to no time at all before my body quakes with an impending orgasm. He shoves two giant