Snapdragons (Monster Stalker #2)

by January Rayne

Sometimes, I wonder if death would be easier because surviving is so hard.

The gargoyle growled, the crocodile vibrated, the vampire craved her blood, the jellyfish tentacles around my cock charged with electricity, and the ghost wanted to possess her body.

I’m a sick fuck.

my snack.

I’m horrified for myself and turned on

“Those are my jellyfish tentacles. Don’t mind them.”

and it is disgusting.

Yet, I don’t mind

my mate, my beloved,

my matching statue,

Mickey could sit there with a lampshade on her head and not move a muscle all day, yet I’d be fascinated with her.