December PNR Book of the Month
The Monster's Gift
by Zella Payne
The worst part of the apocalypse... falling in love with a zombie.
Don't look at me like that. He's not a rotting corpse stumbling around and muttering brains kind of zom. When the Awakening happened, we tried to fight it. Instead of saving our humanity, we lost it to something darker… demonic. From our desperation to live, we created a new type of zom... a more evolved, magickally powerful creature called a ghoul.
Except they've taken over. They consider themselves superior to humans. So why am I sitting here, watching the ghoul king's right hand monster with all kinds of inappropriate thoughts?
Humans and ghouls don't mix. It's illegal, but my heart… and other parts, don't seem to understand that.
I've watched Lev for years from my secret hiding spot. He's loyal, devoted, and everything I'm looking for in a man… but he's a monster who would never give me the time of day.
Until one day when a rogue zom decides to take a bite out of me, infecting me with the virus. I don't want to die like this. Forever tormented to kill humans I considered friends and family. Maybe it's the virus… or it's something else, but I collapsed at the ghoul king's feet. He will grant me my dying wish, but with conditions I never could have anticipated.
The Monster's Gift is a short, slow burn, monster romance. If you love devoted monsters, bossy humans, and mates for life, then you won't want to miss out on this.
Here's an Excerpt
Lev's voice was barely a whisper, but I heard every syllable. "I don't hate you."
"Pffft, could have fooled me." I waved a hand at him, then dropped back on the bed, defeated.
The ghoul I'd watched for years while slowly falling in love with him collapsed into a chair and hung his head. "I could never hate you, Chloe. There's probably not a thing in the world that could make me."
"Don't lie to me. I was here last night when you almost knocked the door down to get away from me." I grabbed a pillow and hugged it to my chest. The kiss had been a mistake I wished I could take back. He'd been trying to be a decent human—erm… ghoul last night by trying to comfort me in my time of loss. I was the one who'd ruined the moment by making it about something else.
Lev jumped up and paced the length of the room as he tried to say something. Every few seconds he'd drag his hand through his hair, then open his mouth, only to shut it and repeat the cycle. By the time he finally said something, his ear length black hair stood up in all directions. "Dammit, I'm messing everything up."
I pulled my legs up, crossing them as I tucked my feet under my thighs. "Seems like we're both doing that fairly well right now."
When he knelt by the edge of the bed and looked up at me, my dead heart twisted. I wanted him to confess his love for me while he begged for another kiss. His hands rested on my knees as he tried to gaze into my soul. "I want to ask you something, but I can't."
If I had a heartbeat, it would be hammering in my chest. "Why not?"
"Because if you give me the answer I want, it will ruin me. But if you give me the answer I don't want, you'll destroy me. I don't know which is worse. Either way, I can't bear to know."