Her Stepbrother is a Monster

By Trinity Blacio

Her mother had married a Monster!

Maven Hoffman’s new family was made of these legends come to life, and, as if that wasn’t enough, it would seem her new stepfather was a dragon, a Monster of the sky! And she’d just learned that her mother was one now too!

But she had to admit her handsome stepbrother was in a league of his own. He had the body of Neptune, blazing eyes that melted her on the spot when he focused on her and, of course, his dragon was the most beautiful thing Maven had ever seen.

Thrust into a world she knew nothing about, Maven thought she was handling the news about her mother’s marriage and transformation pretty well, until Maven was informed that she too was a dragon. She was a deadly, flying monster, but on the bright side maybe she could fry her stalker ex-husband.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Riverdale Avenue Books
• Release date: Feb 2, 2018
• ISBN: 9781626014404

Trinity Blacio

Trinity Blacio is an established romance writer of best-selling Running in Fear series, as well as a number of dark fantasy, erotic romance, erotic horror and ménage titles. She is the mother of two children and lives in Ohio. Her work can be found at Freya’s Bower and Ravenous Romance, as well as the work of her alter-egos Maria Moonstar and Selene Noreen.

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Her Stepbrother is a Monster Copyright © 2018 by Trinity Blacio

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First edition, February 2018

Chapter One

Maven’s mom was still stunning at the age of 65, with her long gold silk dress clinging to her amazing figure as she stood up there next to the man she had just married. Danger McCain, her new stepfather, had to be at least a foot taller than her mother’s five-foot frame. His first name seemed appropriate as he always seemed ready to do battle, on the lookout for anyone who might jump him or hurt her mother.

But when the man looked down at her mother, Maven could see the love in his eyes. That passion and protective nature was something she had wished for, but never found. Maven smiled at the possessive look he gave her mom, which she knew was his way of making sure everyone knew her mom was his. She saw him subtlety glide his hand over her mother’s ass, and giving it a gentle squeeze.

As she watched the happy couple, Maven ran her finger over the envelope with the court paper in her pocket, while drinking down one of many shots toasting this new union. Yes, while her mother was celebrating her marriage to a wonderful man, she’d be toasting her failure.

When she looked back up at the couple, her mom was staring at her with worried eyes, a look Maven had seen many times over the last couple of months, thanks to her one big screw-up, Odell Whinner. Maven pasted on her best fake smile and mouthed that she was fine to her mother. But glancing at her new stepfather, she could see that Danger was frowning at her and she had a feeling he didn’t believe her story.

Well fuck, Maven mumbled to herself before turning to leave, when arms wrapped around her from behind. His scent enveloped her in what Maven swore was a cocoon of some kind, almost making her want to just surrender to the man holding,