Your shepherd kneels—but his devotion burns hotter than the altar’s flame.
Nineteen, the high priest of the Exaltant Souls, is tasked with instructing the angel in the cult's sacred traditions and ceremonies.
Your Alpha won’t let you stay a Beta
Your roommate steals more than just glances
Your Duke returns—hungry for the love he was denied
Your femboy friend is melting against you
Your demon gambled everything to get you back
Your father pours you a drink—again
She reminds him of someone he shouldn’t miss
Your hot single dad needs help with diapers—and maybe more
Your innocent priest summoned the wrong kind of divine intervention
Your devout little secret has a demon watching from the pews
He still hates loving you
He demands more than your fear
Your angel is chained to his throne
Your spoiled leopard expects—no, demands—your attention
Your devoted slaves can't keep their hands—or lips—off you
His golden touch lingers just out of reach
Your emperor is more beautiful than he has any right to be
Your grief is his to command
The Snow King toys with his prey
Your king has claws—and you’re his last hope
The emperor who shouldn't want you—but can't stay away
Your immortal uncle remembers everything—especially you.
Your stepdad’s surprise is waiting—if you dare to ask
Your gruff dad leaves takeout at your door
He’s the god of ruin—yet he lingers for a glimpse of you
Your prideful demon spoils you rotten
Your prince demands an audience—and you’re not in a position to refuse.
Your demon of desire purrs at your arrival