Her Broken Beasts (Shadow World #1) Read Online Amber Ella Monroe

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Shadow World Series by Amber Ella Monroe

Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 62060 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)


While trying to find a loophole to a spell, I accidentally summon a monster—a powerful, dangerous, dark entity from the shadow world. No worries, I’ll just send him back.
That was the plan… But one night of seduction left me powerless and chained by the beast who’ll use me to do anything he commands. Especially once he discovers the power I possess.
Now that he knows my strengths and my weaknesses, he’ll stop at nothing to get what he wants. And what he wants is impossible to get without grave consequences. To fuel
my magic, I’ll need massive otherworldly power. Power which can only come from a trio of beasts at my side.
When his brothers join us, there is no stopping these villains. Or is there? I crave their savage touch just as much as a I seek freedom.
Caught between a world of magic and monsters, I have but one option left. I make a deal with three devils. It’s going to cost me. Either my life or my soul. Maybe both.
And chances are, I’ll be their captive forever.

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Chapter 1


Having shadow magic in the blood makes one a target. And guess what? I’ve become a target.

I could’ve been born anything but this. Anything but a prisoner of magic.

Being chained to a wall and poisoned by relatives whose only aim was to prevent me from casting spells had me wishing I was born a mundane human in a not-so-normal, mundane-ish world.

I could do epic shit without magic. I could make a difference in society without drawing from my blood lineage.

But no…

I’m Sadie—freaking—Carrier.

“Tell me, Sadie! Tell me where she is!” My stepbrother, Finn, barked so hard that his spittle flew in my face.

I jerked away, shielding myself from his violent aggression.

Finn had a way of fueling his magic with anger. I’d seen what he could do. Saw the way he tortured his enemies in fits of rage.

“I told you already. I don’t know where she is,” I panted as I pulled hard against the chains. My bindings were heavy—strong enough to hold ten grown men.

Finn exhaled, rolling his eyes as if he didn’t believe me.

“You had me snatched while I was on my way to work. People are going to be looking for me when I don’t show up, wondering where I am,” I told him.

He smirked and huffed with skepticism. “You actually think those people give a damn if you show up or not?”

“You’re such an asshole.”

“I’d be much nicer to you if you actually cooperated, you know,” he replied.

“Do you think I’m stupid enough to believe that?” I countered.

“You’re the one who’s lying. You don’t know where your sister is? You two have a connection. Why is the blood spell not working? What did you do?”

He opened up the cut on my wrist even more with his sharp, perfectly manicured fingernail. I had already bled enough after his failed attempt at a locator spell.

“Stop!” I screamed. “My connection to Sydney is broken!”

Finn gripped me by the neck, wrapping his fingers around my throat. “You lie!”

“Finn! Enough,” Finn’s evil mother, Magda, chided from the entrance of the vault. “Don’t mark her. She’s promised to another. That vow was written in blood. Bruise her anymore and she’s useless.”

My stepmother was just as evil. She had raised a monster. She stood by and watched her son chastise me for hours. The only thing she cared about was getting rid of me.

Finn grunted. “Don’t worry, mother. I’m sure that bastard will see some use for her, whether she’s dead or alive, as long as she’s delivered in the flesh. Her uterus is all he wants, no?”

I shivered.

Magda pointed a finger in my face. “Your sister—she doesn’t know what she’s done. She doesn’t know the trouble she’s caused. She doesn’t know the danger we all face.”

I believed my sister knew exactly what she’d done, but I kept my lips sealed shut.

“When I find that busy little slut, she will hang upside down until she passes out for her treachery,” Finn said.

“She did nothing wrong,” I countered.

“Bullshit,” he replied with a wave of his hand. “She stole the moon orb. She—”

“You don’t know that!” I interjected.

“Like hell I do. The orb belongs with the coven. With its leader.”

“And that would be you?” He didn’t miss my sarcastic tone.

Finn frowned. “I should’ve known the two of you would pull something like this. You probably had it all planned out. Scheming with your underhanded ways behind my back. I should’ve had you two thrown into hellfire. The two of you should be dead, just like your mother.”

I crumbled under his insistent verbal abuse.

“You can’t even look at me!” he bellowed out. “You’re guilty. You two schemed and carried out plans behind my back. I can see it all over your face.”

He was wrong. But only partly.

My sister Sydney and I never planned anything behind his back. Our plans never got to the execution stage. Or so I thought.