✨TEASER: TASTE, a MM Monster Romance by E.M. Lindsey & Cora Rose releasing June 12th!
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🔥First Times
🔥Friends To Lovers
🔥MM Monster Romance
🔥Hurt/Comfort
🔥Touch Starved
🔥Panty Wearing
🔥Scenting
🔥Bite Marking
🔥Sex Pollen
🔥Only One Bed
When portals from another world split open the sky, humanity braces for war… only to discover the monsters from Erethar aren’t here to conquer. They need something from humans. Something oddly specific in order to survive.
And I’ve spent the last few years working at my little shop and doing my part to help humanity by donating what the monsters crave.
But everything turns upside down the day I get a call from a friend saying an injured, banished Vyastil is looking for sanctuary.
He’s nothing like the others I’ve met. Cielo is a soft and tender monster whose punishment doesn’t fit his crime. And unfortunately, as much as I try to help by feeding him what his body needs, he doesn’t believe he’s worthy of taking it.
I want to teach him that everything he grew up knowing about humans is wrong, and that maybe his people would be a lot less repressed if they allowed themselves the one thing humans indulge in.
But the moment Cielo gives in and tastes me is the moment it no longer becomes about what his body wants.
It’s now about who we are to each other, and what fate has in store for both our future, and the future of monsterkind.
My name is Dante, and I’m working to save Vyastil society by showing them that the pleasures of the flesh can be theirs, if they only allow themselves to take it.
You’re welcome, Erethar.
He’s been keeping the secret of her royal lineage the whole time…
Can she still trust the mysterious man who saved her?
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I survived my first year at Thornwick. That was the easy part.
They moved me to Stormwind Squadron—the military’s dumping ground for riders who are too dangerous, too valuable, or too damaged for regular units. My new squadmates include a griffin rider who steals memories and a pegasus rider whose healing magic sometimes kills instead of cures.
We’re the ones they don’t trust. The ones they can’t afford to lose.
The Forsaken are hunting anyone with royal blood. And my ability to amplify other riders’ powers? That’s a signature trait of House Vaelthorne, the royal family everyone thought died twenty years ago.
Turns out, I’m not just some foster kid who got lucky. I’m the last heir to a throne that doesn’t exist anymore.
And Kael knew. The whole time.
Captain Kael Blackwater—the man I’m falling for despite every warning sign—was there the night my family was massacred. He’s been lying to me since we met, protecting secrets that could get us both killed.
Now we’re forced to work together on missions that grow deadlier by the day. Our dragons sync in ways that terrify our superiors. And when we finally kiss, the resonance between our bonds creates a firestorm visible for miles.
But Hollowmaw are breeding in underground tunnels, feeding on stolen dragon blood. The military is conducting illegal experiments on captured riders. And somewhere out there, a man claiming to be my father is building an army using blood magic that corrupts everything it touches.
Why does Kael look at me like he’s mourning someone I used to be?
Why are riders with Vaelthorne abilities disappearing, their deaths ruled training accidents?
Why are the Hollowmaw suddenly evolving, targeting me specifically in ways that suggest someone’s commanding them?
Kael has answers. About the massacre. About a father who might be alive or might be the architect of every horror I’m facing. About what my power really does and why the military would rather see me dead than risk losing control of me.
He’s keeping me alive by keeping me complicit.
And I’m falling for him anyway—for the man who kisses me like an apology while hiding the truth about why things with teeth keep finding me, who might have orders to eliminate me the second my bloodline becomes more valuable dead than alive.
Surviving first year was supposed to be the hard part.
No one warned me the real test is deciding who to trust when everyone’s keeping deadly secrets.
Welcome to Stormwind Squadron, where:
🔥 Misfits bond over shared damage (or kill each other)
🔥 Captains keep devastating secrets about your murdered family
🔥 Something is building an army using corrupted dragon blood
🔥 The man who saved you might be the one ordered to end you
🔥 Royal blood isn’t a crown—it’s a death sentence
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I’ve loved him my whole life, but he doesn’t know I exist…
Suri
Devon Hayes has been part of my heart for as long as I can remember.
He was older, untouchable, and too focused on protecting the world to notice a curvy wallflower like me.
When he left Colorado to join the Army, I was terrified that I would never see him again.
I couldn’t have that, so I took a chance and did something that I was never brave enough to do when we were in high school together.
I wrote him letters.
Hundreds of them.
Every fear, every dream, every part of my heart poured onto paper.
He never knew it was me, and I never intended to tell him.
Until I get a job offer in Wolf Valley.
I know that I’ll likely never see him again, so in my final letter to Devon, I sign my name.
I figure that will be it and that I’ll have to let go of my crush on him and resign myself to never seeing him again.
Except he follows me here.
Now the man that I’ve always loved is here, and for the first time ever, he’s paying attention to me.
Devon
I joined the Army to serve, to protect, and to make a difference.
It kept me busy for years, and I thought that I had everything I wanted in life.
Until the first letter arrived.
Every month, like clockwork, a new letter would show up, all of them from a woman who refused to give me her name, a woman who seemed to know everything about me, and became everything to me.
Her words kept me alive in the darkest places.
Her kindness saved me when I didn’t want to be saved.
And then she sent me one last note, saying goodbye and finally telling me her name.
Suri Michaels.
She said goodbye in her letter, but I knew that wasn’t the end for us.
It’s the beginning.
I’m out of the military now and ready to settle down.
And I know just who I’m going to do that with.
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