Bred In The Mire

When mire-fever strikes, the salt on her step isn't enough. Wren took the cabin at the edge of the swamp for the low rent and the peace. But when the damp heat settles over the mire, bringing an ache her own fingers can't soothe, the town's warnings fall on deaf ears. They say to tongue the salt and stay behind the stumps. They say the thing in the fog keeps what answers. Wren steps past the line anyway. What waits in the moss isn't a mindless aquatic horror. Veyr is massive, furred, and watchful—a creature of claw and bone with amber eyes that hold her fast. He gives her exactly what she came for: relentless heat, a rough barbed tongue, and a thick, knotted stretch that leaves her completely broken open. What starts as a desperate surrender turns into a primal claiming. When Veyr marks her shoulder with a bite that binds her to his nest, Wren must choose between a lonely human village that would rather burn her home than understand her, and the beast who treats her like a mate. Content & Tropes: Bred in the Mire is an explicit, short monster romance novella featuring a cryptid swamp beast, knotting, size difference, primal biting/claiming, mire-fever heat, cozy domesticity, and a guaranteed HEA with breeding/pregnancy. Intended for mature readers (18+).