I’ve suddenly been thrust back into the dating pool after many years, and I’ve come to one thought: maybe the entire male species are monsters. In the spirit of Halloween, I decided to explore the thought of being in a relationship with a literal monster.
Let’s start with a Vampire. One drawback of dating a vampire would be a very limited amount of outdoor activities in the daytime. There would be no picnics in the park, mid-day swims, or much of anything before nightfall. It would wreak havoc on my sleeping schedule. I’m all for a little late-night fun, but by around midnight the only thing I’m interested in is my dreams. On the plus side, you’d always look very tanned next to a vampire. Plus, they are known to be very good kissers, and there’s nothing wrong with being bitten once in a while.
On the opposite side of the spectrum, a werewolf would always have to be in by midnight, in order to keep others out of harm’s way. There is nothing that can ruin a night more, than your date biting someone else’s head off. It would also get you thrown out of a bar pretty quickly. After being in full werewolf mode, imagine picking up all the hair that was shed. A little hair on the chest is one thing, on the back is another, but everywhere is just too much to handle!
As for dating the Creature from the Black Lagoon…you could never wear t-shirts. Especially white ones. The first time you hugged, you’d be entering wet t-shirt contests everywhere.
For some women size is important. Let me rephrase that, some women prefer tall men. In that case, Frankenstein’s monster would be a good match. You would never need a step-stool again, but physically that is about all he’d would be good for. He’s very methodical in his movements, with little agility, and he would definitely test your patience since he’d always be lagging far behind. You would never get anywhere on time, but with those bolts on his head, things would certainly be electric.
Imagine the stares you’d receive when out with a monster, at least in comparison the woman would always look good. Next to a monster, it could be a bad hair day or wearing jeans that accentuates the wrong curves, and it wouldn’t matter. Next to a monster almost anyone would look like a supermodel. People would pretty much leave you alone, and the best part is, they would be a monster in bed!
Blurb for Madness Ends:
How can she face the danger when she can’t hear it coming?
Kaiya Hanazawa lost her hearing as a child and her family cocooned her in protection. As an adult, she was saved from a human trafficking ring, and her grandfather put her behind walls so high they became her prison. Now she’s free and ready to prove that she isn’t as innocent as she looks.
Gordon ‘Gabby’ Dixon doesn’t say a word—until he meets Kaiya. His knowledge of sign language helps bridge the attraction between them, but he’d never have Kaiya without his best friend Boone Tempest there to keep Gabby’s nightmares at bay.
Kaiya travels with Boone and Gabby to uncover a mystery left by the Men of Hell’s previous club accountant. Little do the three of them realize that a man bent on revenge is following them. At night, passion flares between the threesome, but just before they’re able to reach for the happily ever after, a hailstorm of violence threatens to sweep them away.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of anal sex and violence.
Publisher’s Note: This book is linked to the Red Wolves Motorcycle Club series and is a sequel to Mad Delights.
General Release Date: 10th November 2015
Excerpt from Madness Ends:
“I lost my hearing at age ten,” she wrote on her notepad. “My parents and I went to Asia on vacation. I contracted bacterial meningitis and the doctors there treated me with ototoxic drugs. The combination left me deaf.”
Both men frowned but they didn’t look at her with pity. She liked that. So many times people changed when they learned about what happened. They suddenly thought she was a poor thing instead of a woman who had gone on to receive her college degree in accounting. Gabby and Boone simply looked at her as if they were discovering one more fact, which is how she wanted this date to proceed. She wanted to know everything about these two big men.
The food arrived, and all thought of talking ended as she dug into her meal. The cheeseburger was messy but good, the French fries greasy yet tasty and the chocolate shake was simply divine. One of the best meals she’d ever eaten.
Boone touched her arm and when she turned to face him, he grinned. “For a tiny thing you sure can put away the food.”
She grabbed her pen and paper. “I’m not tiny. I’m five foot ten. Very tall for a woman.”
“Yeah, but you weigh what? A hundred pounds soaking wet?”
The lines around his eyes crinkled delightfully so she knew he was simply teasing her. She decided to be a little naughty. Quickly, she wrote out a reply and as she showed it to him, she laid her hand on his upper thigh.
“If you’re worried I won’t be able to take your cock, don’t.”
She read his lips. “Fuck me.”
She nodded, letting him know that yes, she wanted to very much.
About Beth D. Carter:
I like writing about the very ordinary girl thrust into extraordinary circumstances, so my heroines will probably never be lawyers, doctors or corporate high rollers. I try to write characters who aren't cookie cutters and push myself to write complicated situations that I have no idea how to resolve, forcing me to think outside the box. I love writing characters who are real, complex and full of flaws, heroes and heroines who find redemption through love.
I’ve been pretty fortunate in life to experience some amazing things. I’ve lived in France, traveled throughout Europe, Australia and New Zealand. I am a mom to an amazing little boy. I’m surrounded by friends and family. And although I love holding a book in my hand, I absolutely adore my ereader, which I’ve named Ruby. I love to hear from readers so I’ve made it really easy to find me on the web.
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