Okay. You know the story. Evil Queen, magic mirror, “who’s the fairest,” yada yada.

But you do NOT know it like this:

When Queen Hilda summons the realm’s most legendary huntsman to take care of her little stepdaughter problem, Callum takes one whiff of Hilda and decides he’s not hunting Snow. He’s claiming his Queen. On her throne. Before she can even finish giving him her orders.

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• 🌶️ Spice woven through the WHOLE thing

• 💀 Possessive alphas who will burn the kingdom down for her

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The magic mirror says Snow White is the fairest of them all. So I do what any evil queen would do: I summon my kingdom’s most legendary huntsman to take her into the forest and solve my problem.

Except Callum isn’t just a huntsman. He’s a massive wolf shifter who takes one whiff of my scent and decides he’s not handling my stepdaughter, he’s claiming ME. On my throne. Before I can even finish giving the order!

Then he calls his pack brothers….

I’ve spent years alone, twisted by a magic mirror that fed me poison disguised as truth. It told me beauty meant worth. That control meant safety. That I needed to destroy anyone who threatened my position.

Turns out what I actually needed were three OTT, obsessive, possessive alphas who don’t give a damn about my beauty, power, or that I’m their queen. They only care that I’m theirs.

This is an unhinged retelling of the tale of Snow White where the Evil Queen gets thoroughly fulfilled by her wolf pack.

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I entered the labyrinth as this season’s tribute. I’m leaving as the Minotaur King’s mate…

Every rut, a virgin omega is offered to King Aster. They’ve always returned unclaimed… until me.

The moment I step into his maze, his scent hits me like a wildfire. My body betrays me; my first heat crashes through me, making me desperate for things I’ve never even thought about.

Our beastly alpha King hunts me through his maze, and when he catches me, he teaches me how to surrender in the most wicked ways. And soon I’m the one begging…

Read now for a fun, unapologetically OTT, filthy hot, completely unhinged retelling of the myth of the Minotaur.

If you’re not in the mood for an alpha beast who’s obsessed with hunting, knotting, and breeding his curvy omega (as much as she’s obsessed with milking him…), PLEASE PASS!

But if that’s your vibe? Welcome to a dripping wet, knotty, fast-burn read.

You’ve been waiting and King Aster is finally here!! Bigger, taller, stronger, and more devastatingly monstruous than ever… you’re welcome ;-)

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Happy naughty reads! Wishing you all the very best for this new year!!

From dark barns to candlelit temples, from forbidden stalls to velvet boudoirs, these tales of bulls and minotaurs will have you begging for a taste. Strong hands, muscled backs, and the ache of being milked until you can’t take anymore—each story pours out decadence, danger, and desire in equal measure.

Whether they’re bred for worship, punished for pleasure, or simply claimed by the women brave enough to step into their pens, these bulls don’t just rut. They ruin.

Eight stories. Eight bulls. Endless cream.

Because why settle for lords a-leaping when you can have beasts a-milking?

My story in this anthology is Hunted & Knotted By The Minotaur King: A Myth Retelling, Omegaverse, Monster Romance (Knotty Fairytales)

I entered the labyrinth as this season’s tribute. I’m leaving as the Minotaur King’s mate…

Every rut, a virgin omega is offered to King Aster. They’ve always returned unclaimed… until me.

The moment I step into his maze, his scent hits me like a wildfire. My body betrays me; my first heat crashes through me, making me desperate for things I’ve never even thought about.

Our beastly alpha King hunts me through his maze, and when he catches me, he teaches me how to surrender in the most wicked ways. And soon I’m the one begging…

Read now for a fun, unapologetically OTT, filthy hot, completely unhinged retelling of the myth of the Minotaur.

If you’re not in the mood for an alpha beast who’s obsessed with hunting, knotting, and breeding his curvy omega (as much as she’s obsessed with milking him…), PLEASE PASS!

But if that’s your vibe?

Red’s plan is to drop off treats at her grandmother’s cabin, and maybe catch a glimpse of the Wolf everyone’s warned her about. But she’s about to discover that some legends are dangerously real—and impossibly tempting.

The Wolf doesn’t just want to catch her…he wants to claim her.

One sniff of her scent, and this alpha’s primal instincts roar to life. This curvy girl is his fated mate, his omega, and he’s ready to chase her down, knot her tight, and show her exactly what it means to be caught by the big bad wolf.

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Dmitry Maksimov is a psycho.

I may be bold, but I’m not sure I can deal with the likes of him.

But Mitya has his mind set on me. He says I’m his. That he’s gonna put a diamond on my finger, and get me heavy with his babies.

Is it wrong that I get all tingly between the legs, and that my heart swells when he goes all possessive alpha on me?

Tag along for a deliciously dirty romance between a ruthless Pakhan and the sassy curvy woman he’s claimed as his.

As always with my bite-sized romances, there’s no cheating, no cliffhanger & the HEA is guaranteed. Also, if you have an issue with hot times between the sheets (or elsewhere…), this book is not for you!

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KNOTTED BY THE BEAST has been out for 4 days now and OMG the messages I’ve been getting!

Y’all are absolutely FERAL for this Beast and honestly? Same. 😍

Reader reactions that made me scream: 🤣

“I need a cold shower and possibly therapy after that library scene”

“WHY did you make me care so much about enchanted furniture???”

“The fact that she threatens violence if he turns human is PEAK ROMANCE”

“I’m never looking at the cartoon the same way again”

But my absolute favorite:

“I was reading the chapter where she puts her siblings to work WHILE my lazy roommate was complaining about doing the dishes. The timing was chef’s kiss” 🤣

ICYMI: What’s this book about?

Belle’s an Omega who’s never had a heat in her life. The Beast is a cursed Alpha with infinite stamina. They meet. She immediately goes into heat. He says “Mine.” Chaos ensues 😂

But… there’s also a library scene that makes her cry happy tears 🥰 And when the curse breaks? When he could become a handsome prince? Belle says absolutely NOT. She wants her Beast 😏 Because who needs Prince Charming when you’ve got a seven-foot monster who gifts you rare books and makes you see stars?

What’s Next in the Knotty Fairytales series?!

I’m already working on the next twisted tale! Can’t say much yet but... Elsa 👀

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Currently Reading:

I just discovered this author who writes minotaur romance and... it’s… research? Reading it for reasons 😅 (My husband saw my Kindle and now he has questions I’m not prepared to answer.)

Random Tuesday Thoughts:

- The way some of y’all are thirsting over a literal BEAST but judge me for not making him turn human? Make it make sense 😂

- My mom asked what my new book was about and I said “reimagined fairytales” and changed the subject REAL QUICK 🫣

Anyway, I’m going back to the writing cave to work on the next book. These fairytales aren’t going to corrupt themselves 🤣

Stay feral, my friends!

Siena 🌹

P.S. - If you see me at the grocery store staring into space in the produce section, I’m not having a life crisis. I’m figuring out if the Seven Dwarves should be a motorcycle club or a hockey team. (It’s important stuff, okay? 😅)

P.P.S. - Thank you for reading my unhinged stories and being the best readers ever. ♥️

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Belle goes into her FIRST HEAT the moment she meets the Beast. In his entrance hall. Within seconds. And he just says “Mine” and carries her to bed.

This is NOT your Disney Beauty and the Beast (unless Disney knows about knotting and just isn’t telling us 👀)

What we get:

🌹 “Your father can go. You’re staying. Forever.”

🌹 Belle going into heat for DAYS

🌹 A library scene that’ll make you cry... then need a cold shower

🌹 The enchanted servants being SO DONE with their shenanigans

🌹 A Beast who stays a Beast (because who wants a boring prince?)

If you’re ready for an unhinged, instalove, instalust, fated mates omegaverse romance where the Beast rails Belle in every room of the castle... Then your fairytale awaits 🖤

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TANGLED IN KNOTS A Why Choose Omegaverse Romance

When you’re a homeschooled Rapunzel with locs down to your ass and your grandma FINALLY lets you go to college.

I was just trying to find my classes and kept literally running into the hottest guys I’ve ever seen. I’m talking, omega hormones going FERAL, thighs clenching, what is AIR type of hot!

Then I walk into my advanced biology seminar, and all four are there. STARING at me.

Turns out Connor, Luca, Alex, and Mike aren’t just our college’s star athletes. They’re a pack. They’re rich-rich. They’re stupid smart. And they’ve decided I’m their omega.

Not asking. TELLING.

But I’ve read enough spicy books to know where this is going. But knowing about knots and taking four of them? While being a virgin who’s never even made out with anyone??

Looks like your girl is about to get WRECKED. In the best possible way…

This college omegaverse romance is Rapunzel meets her fated mates. Prepare for a HOT, fun, completely unhinged fairytale retelling. With all the fun, knots, and unrealistic OTT energy.

COMING SOON…

CHAPTER 1:

I’m going to fuck her until she forgets her own name.

That’s the first thought I have when I catch her scent on the wind.

After decades of this curse… yeah, it’s been decades, maybe longer; time gets weird when you’re a monster…I’ve had plenty of opportunity to reflect on my choices. Plenty of time to regret being an arrogant bastard. Plenty of nights alone in this castle thinking about the enchantress I humiliated and the curse she slapped me with.

“You’ll remain a Beast until your true mate chooses you,” she’d said, her eyes glowing with magic and spite. “Not a prince, but a monster. If she can love what you’ve become, only then will you be free.”

Poetic. Painful as fuck. Exactly what I deserved.

I was Prince Pierre once. Powerful alpha, ruler of kingdoms, and a complete piece of shit. I used omegas during their heats and sent them away before dawn with gold and no promises. I mocked the ones who begged for bonds, who wanted knots, who believed in that true mate bullshit.

The enchantress came to my Winter Ball disguised as a desperate omega in heat. She threw herself at my feet, begged for help, and I laughed in her face. Had my guards drag her out while my court scoffed along with me.

Two days later, she came back.

Except this time, she wasn’t pretending to be weak. Her curse was the most powerful thing that ever happened to me.

My transformation was instant and excruciating. My bones breaking and reforming. Fur erupting all over my skin. Fangs and claws pushing out. My body became too big, wrong, other... My servants got caught in the spell too…trapped between forms, neither human nor object… stuck.

And the castle twisted in on itself. The neighboring forest grew thick and wild, keeping the world out, and us trapped. Time stopped meaning anything.

And I waited. Alone. Unmated. Slowly going insane with the need for something I’d spent my human life denying existed. A mate. My mate. The one omega whose scent would make my beast howl with recognition.

But after a while, I stopped believing she would come. Stopped hoping. And just… existed. I prowled my castle like the monster I’d become, tending roses that mocked me with their beauty, watching seasons that didn’t change pass by.

Until three nights ago, when an old man stumbled through my gates.

He was lost, freezing, pathetic. I let him stay, fed him, gave him shelter.

See? Not a complete monster.

In the morning, the ungrateful bastard tried to sneak out through my garden, and picked one of my roses.

My rage was instant. Everything here is mine. My castle, my roses, my cursed existence. And he just took from me like he had the right to.

I had him by the throat in seconds.

“A life for a rose,” I snarled.

He babbled something about a daughter. About her asking for nothing but a simple flower. Pleading for mercy, for understanding, all that human bullshit.

I let him go. Mostly because killing him seemed like too much effort.

“Go home,” I told him. “But I’ll be collecting. A life for a rose. Those are my terms.”

I sent the rose with him…frosted, perfect, impossible to forget. A nice dramatic touch. Let it bloom in his home so he remembers a debt is due.

I expected him to come back. Maybe with gold, or offering himself.

I didn’t expect this.

Standing in my garden tonight, I catch a scent on the wind that makes my entire body lock up.

Omega.

Young.

Mine.

Fuck, yeah…

After all this time, all the waiting, my mate is coming to me.

The scent gets stronger as she approaches. Sweet and warm. She’s scared…I can smell it…but she’s not running away. She’s riding straight toward my castle.

Brave little thing. Or stupid. Either way, I’m keeping her.

My cock is hard as a rock. My knot, already swelling. Every instinct I’ve spent decades suppressing roars to life with a vengeance.

Mine. Mate. Take. Claim. KNOT.

“Sire?” Gideon’s voice echoes from somewhere in the castle. He’s my former captain of the guard, now a talking sword. “Someone’s approaching.”

“I know,” I growl, and even I can hear the rabid possessiveness in my voice.

“Should we prepare a guest room?” That’s Rosalie, the former head of staff, now an enchanted mirror.

“Prepare my room,” I correct. “She’s not sleeping anywhere else.”

“Perhaps we should let the lady decide…” Adrien, my old valet, now a candlestick, starts.

“No.” I’m already moving toward the entrance hall. “She came here. To my castle. She’s mine.”

The scent is getting stronger. Closer. I can hear hoofbeats approaching on the road.

But under her fear and determination, I smell something else. Arousal…

She’s not even here yet, and her body is already responding to me. Her omega recognizes what her mind hasn’t registered yet.

I am her alpha. Her mate. The one she was fucking made for.

The curse said she has to choose me. That she has to love the Beast.

And by the way her scent is already changing? How her body is already calling to mine? That’s not going to be a fucking problem.

I plant myself in the shadows of the entrance hall. I want to see her before she sees me. Want to watch her walk into my home, my lair, my trap. The enchantment might have brought her here, but I’m the one who’s going to make sure she stays. Forever.

The gates open and she rides through. Her scent fucking FLOODS the castle. Sweet, perfect and fucking mine mine mine.

I can hear her dismount. Hear her boots on the stone steps. Hear her heart racing as she pushes open the doors.

My claws flex. My fangs ache. My cock is rock hard and leaking.

The curse wanted her to choose the Beast? Perfect. Because I’m gonna make sure she can’t choose anything else.

The doors open, she steps inside, and I get my first real glimpse of my little omega…not just her scent, but her, standing in my entrance hall, looking around with beautiful, big brown eyes, and curves for fucking days.

Mine.

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CHAPTER 1:

I’m going to fuck her until she forgets her own name.

That’s the first thought I have when I catch her scent on the wind.

After decades of this curse…and yeah, it’s been decades, maybe longer; time gets weird when you’re a monster…I’ve had plenty of opportunity to reflect on my choices. Plenty of time to regret being an arrogant bastard. Plenty of nights alone in this castle thinking about the enchantress I humiliated and the curse she slapped me with.

“You’ll remain a Beast until your true mate chooses you,” she’d said, her eyes glowing with magic and spite. “Not a prince, but a monster. If she can love what you’ve become, only then will you be free.”

Poetic. Painful as fuck. Exactly what I deserved.

I was Prince Pierre once. Powerful alpha, ruler of three kingdoms, and a complete piece of shit. I used omegas during their heats and sent them away before dawn with gold and no promises. I mocked the ones who begged for bonds, who wanted knots, who believed in that true mate bullshit.

The enchantress came to my Winter Ball disguised as a desperate omega in heat. Threw herself at my feet, begged for help, and I laughed in her face. Had my guards drag her out while my court scoffed along with me.

Three days later, she came back.

Except this time, she wasn’t pretending to be weak. Her curse was the most powerful thing to ever happen to me.

My transformation was instant and excruciating. My bones breaking and reforming. Fur, erupting all over my skin. Fangs and claws, pushing out, and my body became too big, wrong, other... My servants got caught in the spell too…trapped between forms, neither human nor object… stuck.

And the castle twisted on itself. The neighboring forest grew thick and wild, keeping the world out and us trapped. Time stopped meaning anything.

And I waited.

Alone. Unmated. Slowly going insane with the need for something I’d spent my human life denying existed.

A mate. My mate. The one omega whose scent would make my beast howl with recognition.

I stopped believing she’d come. Stopped hoping. Just… existed. Prowled my castle like the monster I’d become, tending roses that mocked me with their beauty, watching seasons that didn’t change.

Until three nights ago, when a merchant stumbled through my gates.

He was lost, freezing, pathetic. I let him stay. Fed him. Gave him shelter. See? Not a complete monster.

In the morning, the ungrateful bastard tried to sneak out through my garden.

And picked one of my roses.

My rage was instant. Everything here is mine. My castle, my roses, my cursed existence. And he just took from me like he had the right.

I had him by the throat in seconds.

“A life for a rose,” I snarled.

He babbled something about a daughter. About her asking for nothing but a simple flower. Pleading for mercy, for understanding, all that human bullshit.

I let him go. Mostly because killing him seemed like too much effort.

“Go home,” I told him. “But I’ll be collecting. A life for a rose. Those are my terms.”

I sent the rose with him…frosted, perfect, impossible to forget. A nice dramatic touch. Let it bloom in his home so he remembers debts come due.

I expected him to come back. Maybe with gold, maybe offering himself.

I didn’t expect this.

Standing in my garden tonight, I catch a scent on the wind that makes my entire body lock up.

Omega.

Young.

Mine.

Oh, fuck yes.

After all this time, all this waiting, my mate is coming to me.

The scent gets stronger as she approaches. Sweet and warm. She’s scared…I can smell it…but she’s not running away. She’s riding straight toward my castle.

Brave little thing. Or stupid. Either way, I’m keeping her.

My cock is hard as a rock. My knot already swelling. Every instinct I’ve spent decades suppressing roars to life with a vengeance.

Mine. Mate. Take. Claim. KNOT.

“Sire?” Gideon’s voice echoes from somewhere in the castle. My former captain of the guard, now a talking sword mounted on the wall. “Someone’s approaching.”

“I know,” I growl, and even I can hear the possessiveness in my voice.

“Should we prepare a guest room?” That’s Rosalind, the former head of staff, now an enchanted mirror.

“Prepare my room,” I correct. “She’s not sleeping anywhere else.”

“Perhaps we should let the lady decide…” Thorne, my old valet, now a candlestick, starts.

“No.” I’m already moving toward the entrance hall. “She came here. To my castle. She’s mine now.”

The scent is getting stronger. Closer. I can hear hoofbeats approaching on the road.

But under her fear and determination, I smell something else. Arousal.

She’s not even here yet, and her body is already responding to me. Her omega recognizes what her mind hasn’t registered yet.

I am her alpha. Her mate. The one she was fucking made for.

The curse said she has to choose me. That she has to love the Beast.

And looking at how her scent is already changing? How her body is already calling to mine?

That’s not going to be a fucking problem.

I plant myself in the shadows of the entrance hall. I want to see her before she sees me. Want to watch her walk into my home, my lair, my trap. Because the enchantment might have brought her here, I’m the one who’s going to make sure she stays. Forever.

The gates open and she rides through. Her scent fucking FLOODS the castle. Sweet, perfect and fucking mine mine mine.

I can hear her dismount. Hear her boots on the stone steps. Hear her heart racing as she pushes open the doors.

My claws flex. My fangs ache. My cock is rock hard and leaking.

The curse wanted her to choose the Beast? Perfect. Because I’m going to make sure she can’t choose anything else.

The doors open. She steps inside. And I get my first real glimpse of her…not just her scent, but her, standing in my entrance hall, looking around with beautiful, big brown eyes.

Mine.

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