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My fangs are aching against my bottom lip. My vision rims in red. The beast claws at my ribs, demanding I claim her now. Not yet. Not like this. I’d rather die than take her too soon. I slow my pace. \u201cAndrik, no. Don\u2019t you dare\u2060\u2014\u201d \u201cStop panicking, thralae,\u201d I rasp. \u201cI\u2019m not stopping, I just need you to do something for me first.\u201d I withdraw completely, and she makes a sound of pure frustration.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m going to kill you.\u201d \u201cShh, Sael\u00fbn,\u201d I murmur, releasing the bindings. They unwind slowly, leaving faint frost-etched patterns across her skin. \u201cI need you to trust me.\u201d I shift back slightly, giving her space to move. My hands find her hips, guiding her gently as I reposition her, until she\u2018s facing me. \u201cStraddle my lap.\u201d She hesitates, rage flickering in her eyes, tempered by desire. \u201cVelorin,\u201d I vow, voice low. \u201cI\u2019m going to make you come so hard you forget everything but my name.<\/p>\n

But first\u2060\u2014\u201d I ease her into place. Her thighs slide over mine, her molten heat settling against my kaev\u00fbn. Even through my pants, I can feel how soaked she is. Her arousal brands me through the layers. We\u2019re eye to eye now, the mirror behind her capturing the full arc of her spine, the soft tension in her shoulders.<\/p>\n

\u201cI want you to mark me,\u201d I rasp. Her eyes widen. \u201cWhat?\u201d I tilt my head slightly, antlers catching and fracturing the firelight. I tap the base of the left one, where it meets my skull, the most sensitive spot. \u201cHere. Carve your name into my antler. Skarae\u2019n ves kaemorin.\u201d (Mark me as yours.)<\/p>\n

\u201cAndrik\u2014\u201d \u201cAnd while you do,\u201d I continue, voice dropping low. \u201cI\u2019m going to fill you with my fingers again. And when you\u2019re finished carving\u2014when you\u2019ve marked me permanently\u2014then I\u2019ll let you come.\u201d I raise my hand. Frost coils around my palm until I\u2019m holding a small ice dagger. \u201cAel\u2019tharvin kai vel\u2019morin,\u201d I whisper, guiding it into her hand. (Carve yourself into me.) She stares at the dagger in her hand, then at my antlers, then back at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re… serious?\u201d Her voice cracks. \u201cVeyr\u2019tharae, Sael\u00fbn,\u201d I whisper, pressing it into her palm. (Completely serious, soulmate.) \u201cMark me. Make me yours the way I\u2019m about to make you mine.\u201d Her breath stutters. She lifts the dagger, positioning the tip against the base of my antler. The moment it connects, I feel it\u2014sharp and cold… and unbearably right. \u201cStart with the \u2018L,\u2019\u201d I murmur, slipping two frost-kissed fingers back inside her. \u201cAnd don\u2019t stop, no matter what I do to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

She presses the blade into my antler. Searing pain lashes through me. My vision flashes white. I growl low in my throat, eyes flaring. Her body tightens instantly, already fluttering around me. She gasps and jerks when I deepen the rhythm. \u201cThal\u2019vesin,\u201d I snarl through gritted teeth. \u201cFinish the letter.\u201d<\/p>\n

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37. Do my boots stink? 38. One more night 39. Hold on, snowdrop Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Chapter 52 Chapter 53 Chapter 54 Epilogue OceanofPDF.com JANUARY: BIRCH & SNOWDROP Months & Monsters, Book One Copyright \u00a9 2026 by L.R.<\/p>\n

A.A. Nighvryn All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This is a work of fiction.<\/p>\n

Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Published by Veil & Midnight Publishing Co. First Edition: January 2026 ISBN: 979-8-9937551-4-4 Formatted with Vellum OceanofPDF.com TRIGGER WARNINGS YOUR MENTAL HEALTH COMES FIRST! Seriously.<\/p>\n

This book contains dark content and heavy themes\u2014grief, stalking, obsession, blood, trauma, death, explicit language, voyeurism, sexual coercion through magical deception, animal death (stag), and emotional manipulation. If you need to step away, do it. We’ll still be here. That said\u2026 if you’re still reading this, you’re probably the kind of person who hears: \u201cPlease take care of yourself.\u201d And thinks I will. Right after I finish this scene, where the monster drags her into the woods and vows to burn the gods if they touch her.<\/p>\n

You’re raw-dogging a stalker romance with a language you can’t read, a monster you definitely want to climb, and an emotional support snow-otter named Toffee. You are not safe here\u2026 But you’re exactly where you want to be. Welcome to the forest, snowdrops OceanofPDF.com For those who wait through winters. For those who believe love can stretch across lifetimes. For those who would walk into the forest, even if it meant losing everything \u2014just for the chance to be found again.<\/p>\n

This story is for you. May you find something sacred in the cold. OceanofPDF.com A 1 THE JUDGE ndrik- They never see me first. I tell myself it’s better that way\u2014that the shock of discovering me mid-step would send them fleeing before I could even speak. Imagine stepping into a snow-covered forest, and there I am. A creature of winter itself\u2014nine feet of muscle and ancient bone, staring straight into your soul.<\/p>\n

If my size alone doesn\u2019t send you skittering back toward the tree line, the jagged birch-patterned antlers clawing toward the sky might finish the job. Then there’s the rest of me. Plush white fur, thick as storm clouds, covers my body\u2014a ghostly mirror to the snowfall that surrounds us. My eyes are the pale color of Alaskan glacier water. They glow at night like twin moons caught in the dark.<\/p>\n

I know what I am\u2026 what I look like.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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