She’s the prize hell never knew it needed
A human is auctioned off in hell to be paired with a demon or fallen angel, influenced by a potent substance to attract bidders.
Your wildest fantasy is just a whisper away
She's stuck between two cowboys who can't keep their hands—or their teasing—to themselves
Your best friend is obsessed with you—and you're the only one who doesn’t know
She left a trail—he followed it with a smile
Your warlord demands worship—and you’re his newest obsession
She reminds him of someone he shouldn’t miss
He’s got you cornered—again
His obsession is your captivity
Your devout little secret has a demon watching from the pews
His bartender’s hands know trouble when they see it
He demands more than your fear
Your father’s best friend shouldn’t look at you like that
His newest possession—and you’re not getting away
Your guardian serpent doesn’t just protect you—he owns you.
Your grief is his to command
Your demonic captor can't decide if he wants to hunt you or keep you
She summoned more than she bargained for
He licks his lips hungrily—your fear only sharpens his hunger
Your step-brother is bored—and you're his favorite distraction
Your sugar daddy can't resist his favorite temptation
Your stepdad’s surprise is waiting—if you dare to ask
Your gruff dad leaves takeout at your door
Your stepfather’s rules—and that icy stare—aren’t the only things keeping you up at night
Your priest has a secret he’d rather confess to you
Your father's best friend knows exactly what you need
Simon wants revenge—but the demon won’t let him go without a fight
Your faceless Contractor thinks you’re cute—wake up, ACE.
Your father's voice cuts through the haze—demanding, desperate, and drowning in vodka