Masquerade Menage

Riverdale Avenue

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 26,000
2 Ratings (4.5)

The Royal Family was all but dead. Garth, Turck, Snaid, Maddock, and Rafe Metathis, the Undisclosed Ones, now ruled her people. The humans called them gargoyles. Well, that's what everyone thought, except for Marci, the one true heir to the throne that everyone thought was dead. With the curse on her family, she would not risk exposing herself to the Undisclosed Ones, even if they were her true mates. Could they truly rule together? She already knew they controlled her passion and her heart.

Garth and his brothers sensed the danger that surrounded their woman, but the Metathis brothers knew they could protect her. The passion and the heat that came from her was the only thing that calmed the ranging animal in each of them.

Together they come together on Halloween, in the ancient ruins, her old stomping grounds, to claim their mate and finally destroy those that would take their woman from them. But would the old curses rise up and destroy them?

Masquerade Menage
2 Ratings (4.5)

Masquerade Menage

Riverdale Avenue

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 26,000
2 Ratings (4.5)
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Garth stood by the fountain looking up at the sky, alone. “I know you’re here, mon amour, and I’ll wait for however long I have to.” His words were a whisper, but she heard them all the same through the small hole in the window. His long black hair blew in the wind, he wore no shirt and the muscles rippled across his chest as he walked around the fountain. The tight black leather pants outlined his body perfectly.

Allie stepped up to the window and nodded to him. “He’s gorgeous, Marci. How can you not want to go to him? Don’t you think he would help you find the ones who hurt you and your family?”

“I know he would, all of them would, but the problem isn’t him, it’s me. I don’t know if I’m ready to face that kind of life again, always looking over your shoulder, wondering who is going to try and kill you next. I can still see my father always checking and securing the area before I was allowed to play. I don’t want my children to live in fear, I want what we had with Whitney’s parents.”

Her friend hugged her, and she sighed. “I know what you mean, but maybe with that legend coming true about Frank, things could be different. Don’t you think you owe it to yourself and to them? Go talk to him, alone. His brothers left with Frank to track someone down.

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