Hearts of Stone by Sam Hall, 464 pages

 When the stone gargoyles in the massive estate I just inherited start to move, I should’ve run for the door, right?

So why am I still standing here?
One, there was a certain cartoon from the 90s that played a pivotal role in my emotional development.
Two, each one of them towers over me, blocking out the light with their massive wings, their serpentine tails flicking as they stalk closer.
And three?
They tell me I’m their fated mate.
That they’re sworn to protect me.
That they’ll do anything to keep me safe.
And if I agree to become theirs?
They’ll spend every night anticipating my every wish and making sure every single one of them come true.
Including the ones I don’t dare admit, even to myself.
But if the gargoyles can perform miracles for me, they can do that for others,
And that puts a target on all of our backs.
People have been trying to harness the power of the gargoyles for centuries
And now that I’ve awake, they won’t stop until all of us fall under their control.