Monster Dating
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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