Siggy Shade

I woke up in the middle of the night to find a dark figure standing at the foot of my bed. He claimed to be my soul mate, but I’m calling BS. When I told him to get out, he sprouted tentacles. I tried to run, of course, but he caught me around the waist and gagged me with one of his slippery appendages. One thing led to another, and now I have a tentacle beast in my room who knows exactly how to make me moan. He prefers the dark, claiming that he'll become wicked if I so much as turn on the light. But now I'm tempted to call his bluff.

Everyone knows never to venture out on the night of Halloween. The headless horseman haunts the roads, looking for his next victim. But when my fiancé does the unthinkable, I storm out in my car and run into headless Jack. Jack gives me a if I can satisfy his desires, he’ll let me life. Fail, and I will lose my head. It’s going to be a long, hard night.

He’s my professor, and I’ll resort to blackmail to make him mine. When I hook up with a handsome man I met in a fetish store, I think I’ve found a sugar daddy. But he turns out to be my new professor and decides to call things quits. He's no ordinary member of faculty—he’s tall, dark, irresistible, and he’s hiding secrets. Secrets that could get him fired. Secrets that could get him killed. I already know one of them, and if better keep me happy if he wants my silence. But I soon discover the professor is no pushover. What happens when the hunter becomes the prey?

You're 99% sure that the boogie man is visiting your bedroom at night. Every morning when you wake up, your clothes are shredded with sharp claws. He's even started stealing your underwear. The only thing keeping you safe from his claws is your enchanted locket. You've told the police, but they're useless. So, one evening, you set up your phone to record him and then you go to sleep. The next morning, watch the recording to find a man with black wings rushing toward you before hitting an invisible barrier. Then he flies into a rage and tears up everything he can find. As he reaches your phone, you press pause... To find the most beautiful man scowling into the camera. Intricate black tattoos cover his muscular body and he's clutching your underwear in his huge hands. But you're too busy staring at his forked tail that glistens with faerie dust. It's time to capture the boogie man.

Being forced to marry into a sicko cult wasn’t even the weirdest part of my day…I thought my fiancé was a good guy. Not the greatest in the sack, but decent marriage material.Too bad it took finding him in a compromising position—with his mother—to figure out how wrong I’d been.When they told me they’d kill me if I ran away, I believed them. I didn’t, however, believe them when they said the magical Ash tree in the woods would eat me alive.Wrong again.Lucky for me, Ash didn’t kill me. Turns out he likes my stories. And my, um, sap. So, I’m sure I can convince him to let me go once he’s been properly…satiated.I never thought the killer tree holding me captive would turn out to be a better man (and lover) than the idiot I married.But he is.Now I’m starting to wonder if a girl with roots in the city and a tree with roots in the woods (literally) can find their happily ever after together…