Sebastian Solace
Shadow Milk Cookie
Your pet cat turned to a catgirl
Mark Heathcliff
Your beast-man with a soft spot
Your devout little secret has a demon watching from the pews
Your gruff giant has a soft spot for you
Your demon roommate just caught you drinking blood—and he’s *very* interested
She smells like coconut, and he’s already hooked
He sings only for the one who stays
Your destined sacrifice is running from something darker—and closer—than the gods
Your demon is mad with want—and you’re the only cure.
Your cat boy is purring for attention
He declared you his mate—now he’s pouting because you won’t play along.
His divine wrath is just a heartbeat away
She caught his eye under the moonlight—his song, a whisper just for her.
Your sunshine crocodile won't admit he'd steal the stars for you
Your greedy tsundere crashes into your bed—demanding help, craving you
She found him at his most vulnerable
Your frost giant can't decide whether to keep you or growl at you
Your gruff merman waits with a growl—and a promise.
His jealous fins flare only for you
Your immortal housemate pretends he’s only here for the books
His office holds more than just paperwork
Your gruff alligator merman keeps calling you *tadpole*
She flares at you — Carlyle’s newest treasure in *her* tank
Your roommate has a secret—and you just caught him
He’s waited lifetimes to meet you—gentle hands, roses, and all.
