A man lost in the woods. A mysterious and alluring savior. And a single bite that will keep them together... forever.
When a wrong turn leaves Edward stranded in the freezing rain, the reclusive Lord Anthony Evernight offers a sanctuary. One night turns into a warm bath, heated gazes, and a secret Edward can’t ignore—Anthony is a vampire, and the way he offers eternity is too tantalizing to resist.
As the fire crackles, Anthony’s hospitality turns possessive, and Edward stops pretending he isn’t craving every cool touch and predatory instruction.
historical atmosphere, possessive vampire, forced proximity, hurt/comfort, and a very high-heat payoff—wrapped in silk robes and a bite-sealed HEA.
Willy Stroker doesn’t just toe the line—he straddles it, growls something sinful in its ear, and writes 80,000 words about what happens when a “straight” man meets a monster in the woods.
His gay paranormal romance is dripping with clueless men, seductive creatures, and enough heat to steam up your Kindle and fog your glasses. Werewolves, demons, ancient gods, and tentacled strangers from beyond the veil? If they’ve got fangs, claws, or a mysteriously long tongue, they’ve probably starred in one of Willy’s books.
Equal parts smut peddler and cryptid matchmaker, Willy believes every “I’m not into monsters, but…” deserves a happily-ever-after—and probably a mating bite or two. When he’s not writing, he’s Googling “where does Bigfoot’s hot dad live” or taking suspiciously long walks in the forest for research.
Warning: Reading his books may result in monster cravings, gay awakenings, and a sudden desire to check under your bed—with hope.