You Are Ours, Alice (My Fated Monsters of Wunderland Book 1) by M.P. Tanner

Author:M.P. Tanner [Tanner, M.P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: alice in wonderland retelling, paranormal reverse harem romance, shifter romance, Werewolf romance, urban fantasy romance
Publisher: Streak Digital Publishing
Published: 2020-11-07T18:30:00+00:00

🖤 Saw x Tea Party 🖤

YES, YOU READ THAT right. Ever since falling into that stupid rabbit hole, waking up to strange places have become the bloody norm. And this time? It's those three words that pop up the moment I regain consciousness, and I find my reflection staring back at me from everywhere.

Roof, walls, ceilings? Glass.

Furniture? Glass.

Teacups, plates, and cutlery? Glass.

Even the ropes that have me gagged and bound to a chair are like glass: smooth, transparent, but sadly not fragile in any way.

The only things that aren't glass are either edible or terrible, and they add splashes of color to a glasshouse that's been planted in the middle of the woods. Think glowing red-topped mushrooms on a glass plate, lavender petals inside a glass teapot, and delicious pastel-colored pastries artfully arranged on multi-tiered glass trays. But on the other side of the spectrum you get the brown handles of butcher knives, the black casing of a portable drill, and just about any other ugly, dark-colored torture devices you can think of - it's all there, hanging side by side from glass hooks.

Like I said: Saw x Tea Party. It's the collab no one ever wanted, and cold sweat instantly coats my skin when I hear a door swing open from behind, followed by feminine whispers and the staccato beats of stilettos striking the glass floor. The noise gets louder as they come closer, and I can't help sucking my breath in, preparing myself for the worst—-

Oh.

Twelve girls in total, and...I'll be honest. At first, I totally mistook them for Hugh Hefner's Playboy Bunnies with their fluffy bunny ears, skimpy costumes, and cute pom-pom-like tails. It's only when one of them laughs, and I see their incisors flash, that I realize who I'm collectively looking at.

Wunderland Hares.

I'm still trying to wrap my head around this new twist when I hear the door swing open once more, and the girls start cooing and wagging their (real?) tails. The excitement is palpable and decidedly sexual, and when I finally see who's come striding in to join us—-

I get it.

He's tall, maybe an inch or two over six feet, and sinfully gorgeous, with long, straight golden hair tied up in a man bun and eyes a metallic shade of gold. He has a five o'clock shadow that adds a sinisterly masculine edge to his looks, and with his black V-neck shirt and faded denims, it's almost easy to mistake him as a modern-day James Dean. There's absolutely nothing crazy fancy about him, but even so.

I'm a hundred percent certain it's him.

The Mad Hatter.

And supposedly...another man who's fated for me.

All the hares are watching him with adoring eyes. I wish I can say I'm different, but I can't take my gaze off him either. Even if I didn't know he's a were-lion, I'd know now, with his every movement an exercise of leonine grace.

He takes a seat at the head of the table, and the other girls quickly do the same...save for one. A busty redhead, moving with such sensuality it's almost as if she's gliding than walking.

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