The Beasts of Blackmoor Series by Sarah Spade

It was just supposed to be three nights in the forest. After Halloween, I would be free. .. but only if I wanted to be. Have you ever heard the legend of Jack? If your answer to that is “which one”, then you’re better prepared than I was when I first walked into the dark forests of Blackmoor. Three nights. I just had to make it three nights and then I would be set for life. They warn you before you take your first step past the trees that there are monsters and creatures lurking within... moreIt was just supposed to be three nights in the forest. After Halloween, I would be free. .. but only if I wanted to be. Have you ever heard the legend of Jack? If your answer to that is “which one”, then you’re better prepared than I was when I first walked into the dark forests of Blackmoor. Three nights. I just had to make it three nights and then I would be set for life. They warn you before you take your first step past the trees that there are monsters and creatures lurking within. That they’ll eat you if you’re not careful. I learn the first night that they’ll eat you even if you are. Between wicked werewolves that more beast than man, and the infamous Jack of legend—all of them—welcoming me in the shadows of the dark forest, I don’t know if I’ll make it to Halloween the same woman I was when I entered the woods. Or if, by the time the three males are done with me, I’ll even want to leave. .. *Trick or Beast is the first novella (~20,000 words) in the The Beasts of Blackmoor series. It’s written for audiences 18+ and is a why choose romance. The heroine has multiple fated mates—the hero and his two werewolf guards—and she has to decide whether or not to stay with them all for this Halloween and every one that follows. Considering it has insta-love and a HEA, I think you know what that means ;) This is also a slightly updated version of the story, and is great for reading anytime of year—even if it's perfect for Halloween. less

The first bed was too hard. The second was too soft. But the third was just right…At least, until I woke up from my exhausted nap and discovered that its owner was watching me sleep — and when I screamed at the sight of the bear’s hungry expression, he shifted from a grizzly beast to the most, grizzled hunk of male I’ve ever seen before…. He’s not alone, either. There are two more bear shifters who call this cabin home, and who decide they like the sight of me sleeping in one of their beds... moreThe first bed was too hard. The second was too soft. But the third was just right…At least, until I woke up from my exhausted nap and discovered that its owner was watching me sleep — and when I screamed at the sight of the bear’s hungry expression, he shifted from a grizzly beast to the most, grizzled hunk of male I’ve ever seen before…. He’s not alone, either. There are two more bear shifters who call this cabin home, and who decide they like the sight of me sleeping in one of their beds. They like the smell of me, too, and suddenly the warning I got before I entered the dark forest of Blackmoor makes sense. Legend says the enchanted woods host a whole slew of monsters who might want to eat you if you get lost in the trees. These three? They want to eat me — and that’s not all. They want to feed me, pet me, please me… and now that I’ve willingly walked into their den, the possessive bears aren’t about to let me leave again. Before long, I don’t even want to. Because while one of my mates is too big, another too smothering, and the third too possessive… put them together and the three of them are just right. less

I’ve always been down for a bad boy. But what about a big, bad wolf? I’ve also always been interested in the idea of myths and magic. Growing up in foster care, never having a real family apart from my childhood best friend, fairytales basically raised me. I was obsessed with them. Because if fairytales were real? Maybe true love was, too. And happily-ever-afters... moreI’ve always been down for a bad boy. But what about a big, bad wolf? I’ve also always been interested in the idea of myths and magic. Growing up in foster care, never having a real family apart from my childhood best friend, fairytales basically raised me. I was obsessed with them. Because if fairytales were real? Maybe true love was, too. And happily-ever-afters. To Charlotte Linden, the idea of someone actually wanting me besides Goldie was so fantastical that I had no problem believing anything else was possible. So when a deep-dive into a message board online led me to learning about the forest of Blackmoor? I just knew I had to try my luck. Three days in a legendary forest and the promise of a wish? Sign me up. Magic is real. Monsters are real. Monster hunters are real. And fairytales… they’re real, too. You know how I know? From the moment I walk into the dark woods, I’m living one…. less