Monsters in My Closet (Print)
Razor's Edge Monster Erotica
Author: Wanda Violet O.
Cover Art: Marteeka Karland
BIN: 011224-03653
ISBN (13): 978-1-60521-896-0
Genres: BDSM, Dark Fantasy, Paranormal, Razor's Edge Erotica, Suspense, Urban Fantasy
Themes: Capture Fantasy, Dark Desire/Horror, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures, Multiple Partners
Series: Monster World (#2)
Book Length: Print
Page Count: 134
Claimed By The Monster In My Closet (Monster World 1)
Believing there’s a monster in my closet and dreaming about him masturbating over me are two completely different things. Imagine my surprise when dreams turn to reality and I’m claimed by the monster in my closet.
Seduced From The Monster In My Closet (Monster World 2)
Not nearly satisfied, I look for other means of release. Which is how I ended up a play thing for the same man who took my virginity the night before. Only this time, the servants are out to seduce me away from my monsters.
Monster In My Closet Mates A Succubus (Monster World 3)
I’m new to this world, but I know my life will never be the same. Something is happening. I’m stronger than anyone I know. And if left on her own, this pet gets destructive…
WARNING: Monsters In My Closet is a set of three short monster erotica novellas. If you want a strong plot and character development, you won’t find them here. What you will find is hot sex and one satisfied woman -- with a monster out of the closet and in her bed…
Praise for Monsters in My Closet
"This is a very hot, hot, hot and spicy steamy erotic read. Excellent erotica."
-- 5 Stars from Fran B., Barnes & Noble Review
"Ultra-hot and steamy demon RH erotica, exploring transformation, empowerment, and desire."
-- 5 Stars from Kymagirl, Amazon Review
"Wyn and her monsters are something else. Good Luck Wyn because you will never be the same again!"
-- 4 Stars from Shell, Amazon Review
"This is pure erotic, seduction and steamy bits..."
-- 4 Stars from Mary, Kobo Review
Monsters in My Closet (Print)
Wanda Violet O.
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Copyright ©2024 Wanda Violet O.
Excerpt from Claimed By The Monster In My Closet
There’s a monster in my closet.
No. Really. He’s been there since I was a little girl. I never saw anything other than his yellow, glowing eyes until my twentieth birthday. Practically every night after that, he’d wait until I was almost asleep, then the door to my closet would creak open and I’d see him standing there.
He’s tall. Really tall. And big. Muscles ripple under the fir covering his body. If I stood next to him, the top of my head might come up to his chest. He has the face of a man, but his mouth and nose are slightly wolven. Like he might be a werewolf? I don’t know. All I know is I’m equal parts terrified of him and aroused by him.
As my twenty-first birthday neared, he got more aggressive. I could actually hear him snarling when I was in that twilight between sleep and wakefulness. Every time he did that I woke up, my heart pounding, terrified he was going to kill me.
Then two days before my birthday, I looked up to find him standing right beside my bed, snarling and growling. It was a dream. Had to be a dream. This was usually where I woke up, but I couldn’t seem to make myself. I was caught in some kind of dream world, unable to break free. The monster in my closet loomed over me. But this time, he gripped his enormous cock in one hand and stroked himself as he looked down at me.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to run away. I wanted…
To reach out and touch it…
Or lick it…
NO! No way. He was a beast! A monster who would likely eat me for supper!
He grunted when I met his gaze, those luminous yellow eyes staring back at me. I tried to roll to the other side of the bed, but his free hand landed heavily on my naked chest. His fist pumped faster, and he roughly squeezed my small breast. I cried out, and he gave a satisfied sounding chuff.
Whimpering in equal parts fear and, surprisingly, budding arousal, I lay passively beneath his hand, afraid to move, afraid of what he might do if I didn’t stay still. His breathing became more and more erratic, and he snarled repeatedly, his hand flying up and down his cock. I could see the pearly drops of pre-cum leaking from the tip. Several drops shook loose, only to evaporate in a puff of smoke when they were flung into the air.
Then, with a roar loud enough to make me cover my ears, he threw back his head. A powerful jet of white cum erupted from his cock, turning to smoke seconds after leaving his body. Had it not, he would have lashed my skin with it. My tits. My belly. Maybe my face. Perversely, I found myself opening my mouth and sticking out my tongue as if to catch the ribbons of cum he should have coated me with.
I was horrified by my behavior. How could I openly welcome him? Could I really be turned on by the monster in my closet? Could I really want his cum in my mouth? Or his cock down my throat?
No. This was nothing more than a nightmare, and I was caught in some kind of dreamscape where I was acting out of character. Had to be. There was no way I truly wanted something like that.
Was there?
Once his breathing had returned to normal, his body faded. Just before he disappeared, and I was once more fully awake, his voice came to me as he stared into my eyes.
“One more night, human. One more night and then… You’re mine.” He grinned, trailing a hand down my body to rest lightly on top of my mound. “I suggest you get rid of your virginity before then. Otherwise, your first night might start out less than desirable.”
Then I was awake, the wild scent of woods and earth surrounding me like he was still standing over me. I shivered, soaked in sweat, the air conditioning too cool on my damp skin.
One more night…
What did that mean? And how was I supposed to get rid of my virginity before then? I didn’t have any hook up prospects. Was it just the lingering effects of sleep that made me dream those last words? I thought I was awake, but maybe I was still fighting to wake up. I hoped so. Because, if not, the monster in my closet was real. And he was coming for me on the night of my twenty-first birthday. And sex was definitely on his mind.
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