A Monster for HALLOWEEN
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A Monster for HALLOWEEN

READING AGE 18+

nina.p Fantasy

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Grace Callahan did everything right.
Top of her class. Brilliant future ahead. Until one entitled man decided her “no” wasn’t an answer—and took everything from her.
So Grace did the only logical thing: she packed her books, her heartbreak, and her messy bun, and ran home to Foyers—tiny village, endless rain, and one very haunted loch.
Enter Connor MacGregor: tall, dangerous, and definitely not human.
Half werewolf. Half water nymph. All trouble.
For ten years, he’s searched for his mate. This Halloween, the Moon Goddess finally delivers—except she’s human, furious, and allergic to destiny.
Grace wants peace, not a supernatural stalker with a jawline sharp enough to ruin her concentration.
Connor wants her—heart, soul, and maybe tied to his bed.
She’s grumpy, he’s sunshine-starved.
She says “no.”
He hears “try harder.”
This Halloween, the beast everyone whispers about won’t be Nessie. It will be the girl with the messy bun and the sharp tongue—and the hybrid who would burn the world just to make her stay.
**Dark comedy. Grumpy meets sunshine. A mate bond tangled in sarcasm, secret and just a little bit of stalking. Welcome to Foyers, where the loch keeps its monsters close, and fate is the cruelest trickster of them all.
** trigger warnings : only 18+, stalking, b**m, s****l kinks such as edging and praising.
Tropes:
✨ Grumpy x Sunshine
🐺 Fated mates (with attitude)
🔥 Enemies to lovers
💀 Dark comedy & slow burn tension
💋 Possessive hybrid x stubborn academic
🌕 Halloween, small town, Scottish gothic vibes

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Tags: HEfatedopposites attractfriends to loversshifterroyalty/nobledramasweetbxglightheartedwerewolvesmythologyoffice/work placepacksmall townsecretssuperpoweraddicted to love
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CH 68 - Grace

GRACE POV

Darkness wasn’t even the right word for where I was. Darkness was something you saw. This place was something you fell into, something that swallowed sound and thought until even breathing felt like a memory. I didn’t know how long I floated there—seconds, hours, a lifetime—because the only thing left of me was a thin out……

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