Accidental hex. Tattooed demon.
Blair just wanted to curse her ex.
Instead, she got Ashar, a possessive, cinnamon-roll demon who sometimes has claws, tattoos, and a touch her and die energy that makes it way too easy to forget she swore off relationships.
Now he’s living in her apartment, making her breakfast like a domestic dream, when he’s not reminding her exactly why summoning him might be the best mistake she’s ever made.
The problem? The magic won’t last forever.
And when it fades, she might lose the only man, er, demon, who’s ever made her feel truly seen.
