Moaning for the Monsters by Wendi Guff [Review]

Moaning for the Monsters (Monstrous Holidates #1) by Wendi Guff
Format: ebook
Source: borrowed through Kindle Unlimited
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Date read: April 1, 2025

Monstrous Holidates
1. Moaning for the Monsters - Kindle

Related Series:
(find all the books in the series on the 1st book review)
Monstrous Meet Cutes
1. Audited by the Anubis

Wendi Guff
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Synopsis (Goodreads):

HAUNTED BY A CRUSH—sounds perfect for Halloween, right?

Except I’ve been attracted to my two best friends for years, and my crush is turning into something more than just lust…
But I can’t be in love with the hunky Bigfoot and the brooding Mothman, not when my winged bestie also pines for our furry, behemoth friend.
Mercer stares at Bellamy like he’s the very air the Mothman needs to breathe and watching his pain only escalates my own. As an Llorona, I have to be careful so I don’t unleash my wail and mark everyone around me for death.
So I carefully tamp back my feelings, tucking them away in the hopes that they’ll eventually disappear—because that’s what happens when you repress emotions.
Not.
And it only takes a sip of Witch’s brew—one of the most powerful aphrodisiacs—for everything to come tumbling out.
Will my confession ruin all our spooky fun, or are Bellamy and Mercer hiding secret desires of their own?

Thoughts on Moaning for the Monsters: *ahem* So. A Mothman, a Bigfoot, and a Llorona walk into a bar... HA. Just kidding. They end up in a conveniently spelled glade in the woods before getting busy, BUT STILL. These three are friends and they all have a soft spot for one another only Xochi is GLORIOUSLY clueless that the guys are into her. So she does her absolute best to not get between them. Which is maybe a little ironic because that's EXACTLY where Bellamy and Mercer want her.

While that does (eventually) happen, these three have a little fumbling awkwardness to get through first. By that I mean Xochi knocks down a naughty display of Halloween decorations and gets an eyeful of just how well endowed her BFFs might be. Which does nothing to put a damper on her like, tbh.

Anywho. A few meddling matchmakers, a sip (or more) of Witch's brew, and suddenly the three of them are realizing three is THE BEST number. Quick, sex-ay, and full of plenty of supernatural steam. GOOD TIMES!