Series:
The Monsters of Saint Mark's
If you have to be stuck in a curse with monsters, they might as well be sexy monsters.
When I answered an ad for a caretaker at Saint Mark's Sanctuary, I thought I'd be dusting chandeliers and polishing floors. I didn't expect to be tricked into a curse, going into debt to a monster, and being forced to take a self-paced "let's learn magic course" so I can fix a 2,000-year-old problem. And that monster? Not your ordinary, everyday beast. He has hooves, and horns, and fur on his legs. But you know where he doesn't have fur? Yeah. There. Which is fine. Except he doesn't wear pants. Nothing at Saint Mark's is exactly what it seems. The entire inside is magic, the hallways upstairs are nothing but parties from the past, and the super-hot guy who lives in the dungeon? Yeah. Not human. My name is Pie, and all I want is to be a normal girl with an average life. I refuse to get stuck in this curse. I refuse to learn magic to break it. And there is no way in hell I will fall in love with a monster. Famous. Last. Words.
