Best Monster Romance Novels & Stories

I frowned and cupped my rosy flesh, rubbing it with my palms to see if it would help me stop blushing. Damon flashed me another wink, before he stepped out of the room. My heart skipped several beats at once whenever he looked at me. It sucked. I fixed my gaze on the maid. Frozen, she stared wide eyed at the ground. The tray in her hands shook while her hands trembled. I feared she would fall to the ground with the way she stood. I could only wonder why she was so scared of Damon. He couldn't be that frightening, could he? Yes, he was clearly a psychopath who derived joy in kidnapping females, and forcing them to be his mistress just for revenge, but that was all, right?

Maybe I have hit my head way too much, and now I'm hallucinating. “Rome has fully transformed into the beast that haunts people’s nightmares, and Sin is at a point of insufferable and deadly power. You will not survive standing in their midst. They are both blinded by the hunger for death. They will not even recognize you when you step in between them. And that will not be because they don’t love you, they do love you. But this is just the nature of monsters. If you walk in, they'll kill you, and they wouldn't even realize what they have done until they've satisfied their urge to fight.”

Erick ordered Katy. "Do you wanna know who's going to be your husband?" Erick asked while sneering at me. "Who brother?" I asked innocently but honestly, I don't care. "It's the monster on the North" He replied and laughed so loud. What?! The monster on the north?! I know they do not treat me as their own but to sell me off to a monster who killed his own parents?! Erick was about to sip his cup of tea when I shouted at him. "GET OUT" I ordered.

What made us such a perfect match. Except we weren’t a match, this was a business deal. Monster was with me because of the pay-out I would give him at the end of it, nothing more. There were no romantic feelings between us. Not on his part anyway. On mine? Personally, if I had been the kind of woman who would ever fall in love it would have been with a man like him. “You're such a creeper, Angel.” Monster chuckled with his eyes closed and I jumped in shock. “Watching me sleep.”

But of course the Moon Goddess would curse a monster like him with a bond that his partner didn’t even want. His next words came hesitantly. “Is that how you see me? Just a monster?” She stared at his chest, her expression unreadable, before she whispered, “A monster wouldn’t ask.” A bitter laugh escaped her. “You’re worse—you want me to want this, even if I don’t.” His heart cracked. A sudden raw wound ripped open by her words. What was worse than a monster? Him, obviously. He fought the urge to lash out, to destroy. Destroy what? He didn’t know.

His lips found the mark on her wrist—the bond made visible—and pressed a kiss to it. "I love you," he murmured. "Not as possession. As partner. As home." She smiled in the darkness, her hand covering his. "I love you too. Even when you're a monster." "Especially then?" "Especially then." She turned in his arms to face him, her silver eyes soft. "Because that monster listens. That monster grows. That monster is mine." He kissed her forehead, a benediction. "Always." Outside, the moon continued its arc, indifferent to the dramas below. But in this room, in this moment, two sovereigns had redefined their borders—and found them stronger than before.

I cry out, as he held me close to his chest. "No, it's my fault, I haven't been paying attention to you, I should have fed you," he says in a sad voice. "No, I'm a monster," I cried again, my whole body shaking with sobs breaking through my body. "Monster? I don't see one, are you the cookie monster?" Romy says making our noses touch and making my heart melt. "I'm a blood monster," I tell him. "No, you're a vampire, my baby vampire, and my baby wolf, you're both, and you're mine," he says kissing me on the lips ever so slightly, making my whole body melt into his arms.

"You didn't want the broken thing Michael and his people tried to make me." I stepped closer, pressing my body against his, feeling the immediate surge of his desire through the bond. "But the monster who killed him?" I whispered against his lips. "The one who enjoys your darkness as much as her own? I think you want her very much." A low growl tore from his chest, possessive and triumphant. "More than air," he swore. "You are my equal, Jaynayah. My partner in every sin. My Luna." He crushed his mouth to mine, kissing me with a searing intensity that promised a lifetime of devotion. There was no fear in it, no hesitation. Just two predators recognizing their match. We were monsters together,

Gen snorted. Monstra Fidelis – Monster Fight Club Advisor: Commander Karrin Vorax Summary: Unofficially official. First rule: don’t talk about it. Second rule: absolutely talk about it. Night duels. Monster form combat. No magic, just raw, feral brawls. Watchers can place bets. Winners gain power, respect, and invitations to secret GraveGalas. “Okay this one’s screaming my name,” I whispered. “Also, secret parties? Hell yes.”

Basilio DiLustro, on the other hand, I devoured all I could find. One day, Basilio would become head of the New York Syndicate. And he was just as deadly, if not more, than his father. Although, he didn’t strike me as being as cruel as the infamous Gio DiLustro. After all, he caught me falling off the balcony. It was kind of romantic, if you really thought about it. Like a Romeo and Juliette kind of romance. My brows furrowed. Those two had a tragic love story. Maybe I should refrain from that comparison.