Her Very Own Demon

His hands continued to softly tend to her wounds. The care he was taking with her was disconcerting. She was expecting angry and brutish. Not seductive and tender.
"Becoming friends with me won't work. I still remember you're the one who did this," she pointed out.
"Well, thanks to you, your pain is my pain. I know this stings." He finished applying the bandage over the wound. "Have you figured out the main flaw in your plan yet?"
The undeniable sexual attraction I have to you? "Not yet. What have you figured out?"
"You can't change your shirt with the handcuffs on."
Muriel smiled. "No problem. The binding spell on the handcuffs was the hard part. It was easy enough to bespell some shirts. Hands-free dressing for the time being."
"That's good," he said, though she assumed he was not too pleased by her foresight. "Is this one of them?" he asked, referring to her torn work shirt.
"This? No. I'm not planning to work with you hanging off my wrist," she said with a crooked grin.
That was all the permission he needed before he ripped her shirt all the way down the center.~
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Kier has been haunting Muriel's nightmares. He's handsome, sure. Every demon is. But he's more devious than the others. More ruthless than the rest. More deserving of revenge.

Ever since he ripped off her wings and reduced her to a mere mortal, Muriel has been planning the perfect revenge. It might not be fun and it might not be pleasant, but she's not going to just kill him. She wants to give him what he took from her. A soul.

And once she has him bound to her with magical handcuffs, there will be nothing he can do to prevent whatever angelic energy she has left over from corrupting him. And spending that much time with a demon won't be pleasant, but it will be worth it.

At least it shouldn't be pleasant. It shouldn't be hot. It shouldn't be tempting. But "shouldn't" is what her demon specializes in...


Genre: Paranormal Romance