Fuzzy Blue Monster Novels & Stories

After Letitia was sold to the Duke of Kerstone, the least she expected was the Duke telling her they were to get married. To say she was bewildered was an understatement. *** "Married?" She echoed his voice in the carriage and the man simply nodded his green emeralds twinkling in delight. Why he seemed happy, she had no absolute idea. He was getting married to her! An uncouth, rude woman! He knew nothing about her! Why in hell does he seem happy?! *** She had planned to marry the man that she loved and he loved her in return and not just jump into the marriage with a man, even though handsome and warm, she didn't know a thing about, though it was the custom and norms of the society very well known to her as well. But what choice did she have? She was sold. He had bought her. She belonged to him now. All of her. Her body and her soul. She had one thing to be thankful for though. Escaping the evil clutches of her Stepmother and her two daughters. Her situation was like jumping from fire into hot oil. Except the hot oil wasn't all that very much bad. Will she agree to marry him or just go along with her plan of running away? But, everyone has a dark side... A dark part they so badly want to bury, a secret they want to keep... Even if it's impossible. But when that secret is threatened after thrown into a life of dramas and setups? Will that secret remain a secret to the end? That dark side, would it still be buried until the end? Letitia really hoped it did. Find out in *THE DUKE'S BRIDE IS A MONSTER!* COVER DOESN'T BELONG TO ME. CREDITS TO OWNER.

I woke up as the Villainess, but instead of a halo, I got a Scythe. However, my power has attracted the world's most dangerous monsters: A possessive Werewolf, a bloodthirsty Vampire, a Tentacle-wielding Professor, and a Biblically Accurate Angel with a thousand eyes. They think I'm their prey to be tamed, but they forgot one thing: I am Death itself.

Nathaniel Reid had always despised being bound by our engagement. To spite me, he recklessly raced cars and caused trouble, indulging in all sorts of reckless behavior. And every time, I cleaned up his mess. Then, a girl named Joanna Smith appeared in his life. On the night of my birthday banquet, he scoured the entire city for a simple breakfast wrap for her and never even bothered to show up. I had already prepared for this moment. That night, I approached my family and asked to change the engagement. "It didn’t have to be Nathaniel." I thought of the distant, composed man from my dreams—the one who had always hidden his quiet, unwavering love for me. A smile flickered across my lips as I said softly, "Didn’t he still have an uncle?"

I disappeared in the year Sebastian Ferraro loved me most. For thirteen years, he never got an explanation. And for thirteen years, I punished myself by never watching his games, never saying his name, and never thinking about the promise we made in that old hockey rink. Until I returned to this city and saw a faded poster outside the abandoned arena. Sebastian was only seventeen in the photo. He stood at the center of the ice, bright-eyed and fearless, with one sentence printed beneath him: Wait for me past the blue line. That was his promise to me. And I had missed it for thirteen years. Later, I collapsed inside his arena. When I woke up, the boy I had once failed was standing beside my hospital bed. Only he was no longer a boy. He was a professional hockey star. The heir to the Ferraro crime family. And a man whose fiancée was about to marry him. I wanted to tell him why I had left all those years ago. But he looked at me and said coldly, “The past is over. Don’t cause any misunderstandings.” That was when I finally understood. I no longer had the right to disturb his life. So I smiled, swallowed every truth I had kept buried, and booked a flight to New Zealand. I thought leaving was the last thing I could do for him. Until that plane disappeared from radar. The news spread through the whole city. Everyone said Sebastian Ferraro lost control at the airport. He went through the passenger list again and again, screaming my name like a man who had already lost everything.

Mira Parker knows just two things very well… how to survive and how to hide her pain behind a seductive smile. By day, she hides behind exhausted smiles. By night, she dances beneath the sinful lights of Sicily as Black Cherry, the woman men crave but women condemn. Every smile, every dance, every teasing touch hides the desperation eating her alive and the dangerous secrets capable of destroying her. But when one desperate decision to save her son throws her into the path of the most feared man in the mafia world, her life spirals out of control overnight. Alessandro Caruso…. a Cold-blooded man. Possessive and devastatingly handsome. A man whose touch burns just as much as his threats. A devil wrapped in expensive suits and dark promises. He looks at Mira like he wants to own her… ruin her… consume every trembling piece of her soul. And the more she fights his control, the more dangerously obsessed he becomes. Now trapped in a world of dark luxury, ruthless power, forbidden desire, and intoxicating temptation, Mira finds herself caught between fear and craving… between escaping the devil and surrendering to the heat of his attention. Because Alessandro Caruso doesn’t chase. He claims. And once the devil of Sicily wraps his hands around you… There’s no escape.

It all seemed like a naughty prank at first. You know, the 'disappearing' trick lovers usually pull on each other to see who misses the other most? Yes, that was what Katniss thought at first until months passed and still, Noah was absolutely no where to be found.... Witty, beautiful and bubbly. Just a few adjectives to describe Katniss Costello's interesting and charming character. A young lady who had it all; from affluent parents to wealth and popularity to a quite amazing love life she shared with Noah Rogers, her then soon to be husband. Her life seemed to have come to a shattering halt after reality dawned on her that Noah might never return. She barely talked. Barely smiled. Barely went out, always bed ridden, gloomy and depressed. Void of all emotions. Indeed the shadow of her previous self. Her parents took advantage of the absence of her fiance and deemed it fit to have her married off to a proud, rich and arrogant son of their friend. She strongly opposed to the arranged marriage for few wisps of hope that he might return still laid in her heart. It was the motivation and inspiration she had to wait for him and when he does return, she'd still be here...waiting. When the pressure from her parents was getting too tough and unbearable, she wanted to get rid of it all, get rid of the emotional pain, get rid of the weight that was becoming far to heavy to carry. All she wanted was freedom, but there was only one way to do that... That night, underneath the Blue Moon, standing on the deck above the Ballad River where she wanted to end it all, there she met Asher Holden and that was the onset of her rollercoaster love life.

Maya Thompson married sweet, stable Tyler after a whirlwind Atlanta romance. But everything changed when she met his father, Richard — a commanding 52-year-old with piercing ice-blue eyes and salt-and-pepper hair. The instant attraction was electric and forbidden. What starts as secret fantasy ignites at the family lake house. When Tyler leaves for fishing, Richard claims Maya on the kitchen counter, stretching her with his thick white cock and making her moan “Daddy.” Addicted to his dominance, Maya dives into risky encounters: boat fucks, breeding sessions in Tyler’s bed, anal training, and public teasing. As guilt clashes with unbearable pleasure and Tyler grows suspicious, Maya must choose — her safe marriage or total surrender to her husband’s blue-eyed father-in-law.

“I, Alpha Hayder, of Eclipse Moon Pack, reject you as my mate!” He spat each word angrily and dragged me outside as the sounds of hundreds of hair uprooting from my scalp made me cry loudly… "Fucking accept it! " He roared. "I, Isla, accept...your...rejection. "I struggled to run away from him but he back slapped me. Isla was the cursed she-wolf banished from the pack after her mother died during childbirth. On the night of her shift, she found out that the Alpha of her Pack was her fated mate. He rejected her instantly and put her in the dungeon to be executed as he took another chosen mate. Her second chance mate, Alpha Caden was rumored to be born without a heart and no love in his veins. He attacked the pack killing everyone and winning over the Crescent Moon pack. Isla was forcibly taken as his Luna even though she tried to tell him she was cursed but realized she is the only one who could save her Pack from his wrath. “ I will take you as my fuckable pleasure toy because I am not capable of loving anyone in this world! My heart beats for no one !” Alpha Caden growled making me tremble with fear. Will she be able to change their fates to fight against each other's curses or the cruel Alpha will be her new tormentor forever? This story contains BDSM as a dark romance werewolf shifter story.

My pathetic older brother embezzled millions of dollars from the most ruthless billionaire in New York City, and the absolute only way to save my last remaining family member from a federal maximum-security prison is to physically sign my entire life away on a legally binding marriage contract. I foolishly thought I was simply surrendering my family's massive shipping empire to Damien Sterling to pay off a corporate debt, but the psychotic, golden-eyed monster had a completely different, terrifying obsession from the very beginning. Damien did not just want to conquer my company; he wanted absolute, permanent ownership of my body trapped securely inside his penthouse, and he was completely willing to orchestrate my father's fatal car crash three years ago just to force my inexperienced brother into a corner and corner me into his bed. When I discover the horrifying truth about my father's brutal murder and steal a loaded silver revolver to escape his heavily guarded estate, I accidentally drive straight into the territory of the bloodthirsty Russian mafia who want to use my life as physical leverage against my ruthless new husband. Now Damien is actively slaughtering his way through an entire warehouse of heavily armed men just to drag me back to his gilded cage, and I am terrifyingly forced to realize that the dominant monster who completely ruined my life is the exact same man who will brutally butcher anyone else who dares to touch his legally contracted wife.

When my daughter, Jasmine Richmond, attends my boss' birthday banquet with me, she gets violated there. Meanwhile, I just stand at the doorway of the private room, completely unmoved by Jasmine's cries of help. Since then, Jasmine has become depressed. As my wife, Riley Stuart, watches Jasmine lose more weight overtime, she swears that she will seek justice for Jasmine no matter what. But on the day the court case is opened, I give false testimony for my boss and has personally overturned all the accusations. Jasmine breaks down on the spot. She then hurls the documents at me angrily. "You're no dad of mine! You're just a bastard! I will never forgive you for the rest of my life!" Riley rushes over and shoves me away. As she shields Jasmine from me, she screams at me in a voice that's trembling from rage. "Do you even have a conscience left? How dare you collude with outsiders and ruin our daughter!" After I walk out of the courthouse, Jasmine's maternal relatives have me all surrounded. With an icy expression, I goad them on the spot. "Go on, lay a finger on me. I'll make sure to have you locked behind bars in no time!"