Monsters of New York
Harmony had planned to push back against her parents’ oppression quietly, to secure her path to freedom before making waves. That plan went up in smoke when her parents unexpectedly offered her body to the neighborhood tyrant.
She did the only rational thing she could. She ran. Straight into a man who wasted no time changing her world.
Zeno Darkhan had never figured out what it was about New York that kept pulling him back … not until the day he came face-to-face with her.
Harmony Lace. The young and far too innocent human woman destined to be his mate.
He would need to prove to her he wasn’t like the shifters she’d known before if he wanted to convince her to accept him, and that meant more than merely roasting the ones who’d harmed her over an open flame…
MONSTERS OF NEW YORK: SHARED WORLD
Monsters of New York is a sizzling paranormal romance series where passion collides with danger in the heart of the city that never sleeps. Each book introduces a new, irresistible shifter—each with its own dark secrets and primal desires. From wolves and bears to elusive creatures lurking in the shadows, these powerful beings navigate love, loyalty, and mystery in a world filled with human and supernatural monsters.
Set against the backdrop of New York's vibrant streets and hidden corners, every romance is an unforgettable journey where forbidden love and heated encounters could be the death of them—or the one thing that saves them. With danger always just around the corner, the shifters must face not only the threats of their own kind but the intense pull of a love that could change everything.
Uncover the secrets, feel the heat, and discover if love can tame the wildest beasts in Monsters of New York.
Excerpt:
The sun was setting by the time they rolled up to the curb in front of the single-story home Harmony had grown up in. She’d managed to forget her nerves for a precious little while, up in Zeno’s magnificent penthouse, but the familiar sight of her childhood home brought the twisting, nauseating feelings rushing back. She had been so desperate to get away when she’d fled, she hadn’t truly considered the consequences, let alone if fleeing was a viable option.
Her parents were going to be furious.
Zeno’s hand settled on her shoulder, drawing her attention away from the sight through the window. “We can still leave. You don’t need to face this today if you’re not ready.”
Harmony attempted a smile. They’d talked for close to two hours, about all sorts of things, and even though she knew it was crazy, she felt as though she knew him much better. Enough, for certain, that she knew he understood her anxiety and reservations for more reasons than because he could smell them. In whatever ways those feelings were smellable. And in turn, she understood his offer was genuine—they had only come there at all because she had insisted, and they would leave if or when she changed her mind.
That knowledge gave her strength. It made her smile easier. “This will just get harder the longer I put it off.”
Zeno’s hand slid to the nape of her neck, his touch warm enough to raise her body temperature. “I won’t leave you to face this alone, Little Dove.”
The warmth at her neck coursed through her chest. She opened her mouth to thank him, and all at once she realized the other looming danger. It went beyond what her parents would do to her for punishment, or even the threat of her next encounter with Patrick Eades. If this went remotely wrong, she might never see Zeno again. The idea of that was unacceptable, in a way Harmony couldn’t explain. Even to herself.
She moved on impulse, not wanting to lose something she’d never truly had. Not wanting to regret the time she’d wasted. She twisted and half crawled across the bench seat of the sedan, pressing herself against him as her hands found his jaw a moment before her lips connected with his. The scrape of his trimmed beard beneath her fingers was like a tangible echo to the low rumble of his responding growl before his arms banded around her and Zeno took control.
His tongue slid past her lips as he tangled a hand in her hair, his other hand gripping the back of her dress. He leaned into her, kissing her deeply, with a hunger that made her entire body burn and clench simultaneously. It was unlike anything Harmony had imagined, let alone experienced. He held her so tightly that both their bodies moved with each heaving breath before the kiss even broke.
When it did, and his grip on her hair loosened, Harmony found herself straddling his thigh and panting in his face. She might have been embarrassed about all of that, if it weren’t for the barely contained need shining back at her from his eyes and the way his own chest rose with deep, unsteady breaths.
Zeno smoothed his hand over the back of her dress in a slow, deliberate motion, never taking his eyes from hers. “Be very careful about when you decide to kiss me like that again, Harmony. I can’t promise I’ll remember my restraint.”
She shouldn’t have smiled, and she certainly shouldn’t have laughed, but it was too surreal. “Should I apologize?”
“No. Never.”
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