Hi, I’m Mandy—smut connoisseur, cozy cryptid lover, and professional screamer about monster romance and why choose chaos. I created this space to gush about found families, soft growly boyfriends, and why choose stories that wrap you up like a weighted blanket… with claws. Grab tea and stay awhile.
Indecent Bookworm exists to unapologetically champion monster romance, why choose dynamics, and all things deliciously indecent in fiction. This blog is where spice meets sentiment, where tentacles tangle with tropes, and where bookworms who crave more-than-human love stories come to get their fill—again and again.