Cat Giraldo

Some monsters do more than go bump in the night. A six-story bundle absolutely stuffed with romantic monsterotica and steamy BDSM that's totally enthusiastic and never that dark. Ride or Die: FFM Werewolf Motorcycle Club Rivalry Flight or fight instinct demands that I writhe, fight back, do something—anything—but I am one wrong move away from my face painting the side of the abandoned highway. I am at the mercy of a blood-feud that even my great-great-great-grandparents do not remember life without. Of a mature werewolf of few words—all of them gruff—nights before the blood moon for which the most notorious pack in the state is known. And I am a gift for his Alpha. His queen. My lifelong rival. Whether I can take them both--in so many more ways than one--should be the last thing on my mind. Shipwrecked with the Sea Witch's Mermaids: FFFFM Pirate Sex Contract Another scream, another breaking wave, another lung full of salty water. I splutter to the surface, clinging to splintered wood as my fingers begin to bleed, and my bruised limbs are battered by the tide. I tell myself not to scream. We’re too far from shore. Too isolated. In six years aboard pirate ships, I heard plenty of stories about the beauties beneath the waves to know not to accept the lifeline the mermaid trio offers me. Once I've seen them, it isn’t fear of death that makes me nod. Bite and Seek: MF Vampire Hide and Seek Littles shriek and scatter. Vampires laugh and gather around the circle of shot glasses glowing crimson in the moonlight. The countdown strikes zero, and we raise our glasses with a discordant howl that will drive every werewolf in a ten-mile-radius to the brink of a frustrated shift. Bloodwine drips down my chin as I drop my shot glass and sprint into the cemetery. The loam sinks beneath my boots. Each stride opens more, stretching my muscles and reminding me how good it feels to run among my kind where I never have to hold back. The smell of sweat and sweets, the sound of poorly muffled giggles and racing heartbeats—I am in vampire heaven. kINKed: MM Centaur Tattoo Parlor I speak softly, but don’t dare mumble, no matter how my stomach twists with the nerves of being back in the centaur-owned tattoo parlor and the anxiety that led me through its doors. I hurry toward the chair I know all too well, not daring to pause beside Kyro's hulking body. I stand with my head bowed and my hands splayed and listen for the tell-tale click of hooves circling me. The only thing Kyro enjoys more than watching me fail is watching me struggle. He sees me in ways others don’t; he understands that this is why I’m really here. Cat Got Your Tongue: FF Fae Black Light Party I weave between sweaty bodies. Naked inhabitants, eyes glazed with lust and pupils dilated by Ambrosia, dance, and crawl, and make exquisite use of any and all toys tossed inside. But I do not pause to watch any of them. The main event waits at the far end of the club—long tables topped with individual crates nestle in the shadow of the wall. I almost lose hope, passing the empty cages, but my breath catches when I finally stop at hers. Paging the Minotaur: FFFM Minotaur Medical Play “Ooops,” Phae says, entirely deadpan. Of course, the troublemaker who instigated all of this is the only one of us keeping a straight face. Even when she stares our superior straight in the eye and points at the stain spreading on his massive white coat. “Looks like you’ve made a bit of a mess there on your scrubs, Doctor.” These are short standalones that may be read in any order, with no connection or spoilers for the others, with an implied HFN for all characters. Content notes for each story are in front matter and on the author's website; all stories contain RACK with no noncon and no conception, reproduction, etc.

There’s something rotten about the King of Denmark. Ophelia I’ve seen the way Hamlet stares at Horatio. The fickle prince has been pining over Horatio since before we left Helsingr. Before I ran away from home on the worst night of my life. It's a night I’ve kept secret from everyone. Not even Horatio knows why I left the way I did or why I can’t go home because I'm afraid of my own family. It’s my best kept secret, except for one. That my attitude toward Hamlet has much to do with hate but more to do with lust. Horatio I was born with little and raised with less … until I met Ophelia. She’s my Princess, though neither of us was born to wear a crown. Unlike Hamlet. My oldest friend, the target of all of Ophelia’s jokes, the only man to make me wish I could love them both. I can’t lose either of them, but time is running out to prove they can both be mine. Hamlet To be king, I’m supposed to marry a proper queen. Considering I’ve only ever loved the two people I cannot have, an arranged marriage wasn’t the worst option. Until Horatio and Ophelia give me just one night, and I know nothing else will ever be enough. I would do anything to turn one night into forever. Too bad, my dead father has other plans. To Beg or Not to Beg is the first book in the Kinky Classics series and can be read as a standalone with no cliffhanger. It is a sexually explicit MMF polyamorous book with guaranteed HEA. A full list of content notes can be found at cattaleyagiraldoauthor.com

The field won’t be the only place he kneels for her. Sierra Getting called up to the majors was the dream of a lifetime, but pitching in the All Star Game after months of choking on the mound is a beautiful nightmare. Until I meet him in the dug-out. My sports idol. My teenage hero-worship crush. Home Run Derby winner and one of the most sought after players in the league—on and off the field. I don’t date ballplayers. Mateo Reyes stares at me from behind home plate and gives me the lifeline I need. But off the diamond? No game, no rivalry, no fear of failure terrifies me as much as the things he makes me want. Mateo Fourteen years of chasing a Series ring, and what do I have to show for it? No ring. No one to call mine while everyone else moves on and settles down around me. An empty house that’s nearly as cold as I am accused of being by every commentator and tabloid. I may not be as good as I once was, but I am not finished yet. Every game, my body screams a little louder that I am running out of time. If this season is my last shot to make all I’ve sacrificed mean something, I should resent the midseason trade that brings us a rookie who doesn’t know how to trust herself or her catchers. When I stare at Sierra Ramirez from behind the plate, resentment is the last thing on my mind.

Jules Becoming a head strength and conditioning coach was the dream of a lifetime, but it’s hard to celebrate our World Series win when I spent the season ignored and underutilized. It’s even harder when I’m staring at a lease I can’t afford and the empty room my best friend abandoned without warning. Training the star right fielder is my chance to shine, and I can’t mess this up, no matter how tempting he and my training partner are. Gideon Giving up my Olympic dreams is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Facing my estranged dad is a close second. When he volunteers me to help train the right fielder known for big catches and sleeping with a different man in every city, I can’t disappoint him, no matter how many reasons I have to say no. Not least of all, the fact that I can’t even look at a pool without hyperventilating. Kitt I should be riding the high of winning the World Series into the offseason—spending my days golfing with the boys and my nights putting my World Series fame to good use. But almost blacking out during the big game was the wake-up call I needed. There’s no time to be terrified of my diagnosis when I’m spending the offseason with the bubbly coach who shares my love of kink and the anxious swimmer who can’t keep his eyes off of either of us, no matter how hard he tries to push us away or how much he blushes. If this offseason training is my only chance to convince them both to open up to me, then I have to make every second count. And if they both end up in my bed along the way, well, there’s nothing wrong with a little extra cardio. Outfield Assist is an MMF polyamorous romance with a guaranteed HEA. It's book 2 in the Dominating the Diamond series and can be read out of order or as a standalone.