Book safety, content warnings, and tropes down below.

I liked being alone, and I wasn’t all that interested in how other people were feeling.

Seraph is actually the reason I started this series at all. I had seen the cover and blurb all over, and wanted to read it *so* much. In hindsight I’m very thankful that it’s not something I could’ve read as a standalone, because I would’ve missed out on the first five (amazing) books. This one is very different from the other books, and it’s straight up incredible. It’s a beautiful, deeply emotional story. I can’t imagine someone reading this without shedding a single tear. It’s not necessarily a book that will make you sob (it made me sob), but man, you will *hurt* for Seraph so badly.

I was positive that he wasn’t a mindless beast, but constant agony made him seem like one.

There’s emotional moments, suspenseful ones, sexy sexytimes, scenes that will make you laugh, others that will make you kick your feet and giggle. It’s kinda got it all. I’m also a reader who often needs shit to be happening a lot. I get bored easily, but even though a lot of the days we see during this storyline are similar, it doesn’t get boring. The character development, Seraph’s development, is so interesting and important, that it doesn’t need lots of stuff to happen. That doesn’t mean that there isn’t action and exciting and gory stuff happening though. I love it.

I sat there in the dark, in the snow, and held Seraph’s hand as he cried weakly on the floor of his cage.

⬇️ Blanket spoiler warning ⬇️

⚠️ Tropes & tags ⚠️
Former sex worker
Post apocalyptic
Wastelands
Monster/human
Raider camp
Piercings (dick included!)
Tongue job
Sounding

⚠️ Content warning ⚠️
Sounding
Restraint
Vomiting
Violent situation between MCs
Non-human genitalia
Parasitic infection
Graphic violence
On-page killing
Injured MCs
Explicit sexual content
Brief mentions of family death (off page, past)
Brief mention of transphobia
Mentions of cannibalism
Details of non consensual experimentation
Captivity
Mentions of past sex work

⚠️Book safety ⚠️
Cheating: No
OM/OW drama: No
Breakup: No
POV: 1st person, single POV
Genre: Fantasy/monster romance, M/M
Strict roles or versatile: Strict roles
MCs age: 24 and 28
Pages: 462

“I thought you might want something other than raw meat.” I didn’t move—didn’t gesture at the bowls—but Seraph’s eyes all blinked unharmoniously before darting to the two bowls on the grass. That single, brief look told me a lot. He was aware. And he understood things. Human things like bowls of cooked food. He wasn’t just a mindless animal.

Rather than take the stairs, the big beastie vaulted over the side of the railing and landed with a booming thud that shook the ground. His kilt fluttered up, revealing everything, and I heard a choked, “Jesus Christ,” from one of the raiders.

“We must go celebrate.” He somehow hefted the huge man into his arms with ease and headed for the staircase at the end of the motel block. I heard Hunter chuckle. “I can walk, scratch.” “Not for long,” Edin rumbled lasciviously […]

When I just stared at him in silence, he huffed and actually rolled his eyes at me, which was a surreal thing to see on someone with so many fucking eyes.