Baby and the Beast by Taylor Holloway

Connor Prince is a beast.
He’s a rich, controlling, handsome ex-movie star with one dream left in his cold, godforsaken heart.
He wants a baby, and he wants me to be his surrogate.
I thought he was just a weirdly good-looking, grumpy hobo until he took me to his freakin’ castle and made me an indecent proposal.
The contract doesn’t actually look too bad.
All I have to do is hang out for nine months getting pedicures and massages while gestating his child.
I’ll even have a chef.
And I need the money.
My profession, making gory practical effects for horror and sci-fi movies, isn’t exactly a growth industry.
Since my family is on the verge of bankruptcy and I just got fired and blacklisted for kicking a spectacularly creepy B-list actor in the nuts for groping me, this could solve all my problems.
But the castle ends up being a gilded cage, with Connor controlling what I can eat, where I can go, and what I can do.
He’s driving me up the wall with his growling, snarly crap.
Between pregnancy hormones, Connor pushing me to the limits of my patience, and the fact that he’s absurdly hot under the mountain man beard, frustrations are rising quickly.
The angry kind. And the sexy kind.
I’m beginning to suspect that a good man might be lurking under Connor’s permanent scowl, but I know getting entangled with him is a terrible idea.
He’s got demons and secrets, and I’m… what exactly?
I’m the girl with crooked pigtails and paint splattered overalls who makes badass blood geysers and werewolf puppets.
I deal in fake monsters. Not real ones.
I’m not the right girl for Connor Prince.
Which is really unfortunate because I might be falling in love with him…