The Minotaur's Mark: MM Monster Romance (Vaultworks: Monsters Below Book 1)

Nobody hires a killer with a juvie record.

Vaultworks did. Night shift. No questions. No application.

One elevator ride later, the wall sealed shut behind me — and I understood.

I wasn't hired.

I was fed to the labyrinth.

Then he found me. Ten feet of horns, black hide, and barely leashed muscle. The others wanted to carve me up and split the meat.

Kjorvan didn't ask.

He claimed.

They say he's been trapped down here a hundred years. They say nothing warm survives the maze.

But the first thing he gives me isn't teeth.

It's protection.

And every night in his den, his hands teach me something no one on the surface ever bothered to — what it feels like to be kept.

The world above threw me away and called me a monster.

It was right about one thing.

Monsters keep what's theirs.

Expect: Massive size difference, captivity, a possessive touch-starved beast, mpreg, and an ex-con who finds his first real home in a monster's den.