The Monsters Under My Bed: Death by Desire, #1

By Faedra Rose

Kayla Murray is trapped in a prison from which there is no escape. Ever since she was little, she's been plagued by the shadow monsters that live under her bed… Moving house doesn't help. Sleeping on the couch doesn't help. The monsters are attracted to her and will lurk in the shadows no matter where she is; until the lights go out and she falls into the eternal realms between wakefulness and slumber. 

 

But Kayla is not a little girl anymore, and the attentions of her monsters have become increasingly dark, depraved, and sexual. And tonight, on the eve of her eighteenth birthday, she'll learn what true fear and desire feel like when the monsters come to stake their immortal claim once and for all… 
 

A Dark & Spicy Paranormal Monster Reverse Harem Romance Short Story from USA Today Bestselling Author Faedra Rose!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gemini Rose Press
• Release date: Aug 30, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223874973

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DEDICATION

This series is dedicated to everyone for whom being caught by the monsters you feared—and the dark, twisted fantasies of what they might do to you—was far more thrilling than the importance of surviving the encounter...

This Darkly Ever After is for you!

BLURB

Kayla Murray is trapped in a prison from which there is no escape. Ever since she was little, she’s been plagued by the shadow monsters that live under her bed... Moving house doesn’t help. Sleeping on the couch doesn’t help. The monsters are attracted to her and will lurk in the shadows no matter where she is; until the lights go out and she falls into the eternal realms between wakefulness and slumber.

But Kayla is not a little girl anymore, and the attentions of her monsters have become increasingly dark, depraved, and sexual. And tonight, on the eve of her eighteenth birthday, she’ll learn what true fear and desire feel like when the monsters come to stake their immortal claim once and for all...

CHAPTER ONE

My heart races, thundering against my ribs—frantic, like a canary smashing into the bars of its prison—desperate to escape its gilded cage. Shadows fill the room, swallowing all luminance but a single shaft of valiant moonlight filtering bravely through the curtains. Memories flood back as a deep terror spreads through my veins, chilling me to my core. There’s no fighting it. I’ve tried.

I attempted to erase the darkness from my life entirely... and ended up with a host of psychological issues on top of my existing trauma. And as much as I fear the monsters under my bed, I’d rather die than go back to the padded, white-walled rooms of the Victory Institute.

That spotlessly clean and expensive facility is no more than a modern-day asylum. I lost twelve months of my life there, sedated and drugged out of my mind. And within