'Bad Demon' (Hell on Wheels #1) - Sherilee Gray
- jdouglas96
- Nov 29, 2024
- 2 min read
Updated: Dec 10, 2024
It was Fern Honeycutt’s eyes that gave her away. Not witch. All demon.
Her coven saw her as an abomination, handing her over to pure evil.
She escaped, but a lone female is an easy target. When breeder scouts start hanging around her store, the only way to protect herself is to break the rules she swore to uphold—adding a whole new problem.
Relic, an emotionless and arrogant hellhound, witnessed those crimes and now he’s stalking her. But the unpredictable beast is the only thing standing between her and mortal danger, so Fern chooses the lesser of two evils and plays dirty, forcing him to protect her.
However, the sinfully handsome Relic isn’t easily controlled. He surrounds her with a quiet dominance and easy affection that’s breaking through her pain—and as hard as she tries to protect her heart, he’s even more determined to claim it…
cw: Past SA of FMC.
MINE.
She was mine.
Her door closed, shutting me out, and a snarl erupted from me, echoing along the dark street. Her scent was branded on my senses, swimming in my head. The sound of her heart beating—I’d fucking felt it. I wanted to strip her down and rub my scent all over her. Mark her, brand her, claim her. I wanted to snatch her from that store, plant her ass on my bike, and take her home with me.
I wanted her in my den.
In my bed.
My fangs in her throat while I was deep inside her, marking her as mine. And I wanted her to bury those cute little fangs of hers into me. I wanted to feed her until she was satisfied. I wanted to be the one to satisfy her in every single fucking way.
The little demon was mine.
My mate.
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Holy shit.
My giant stalker had inadvertently saved my ass—at least for now. Like a humongous, deranged bodyguard that I had absolutely no control over.
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“If any fucker even looks at you wrong, Fern, I will make them regret it. If someone does somehow manage to hurt you, I’ll gut them. I’ll make them scream for mercy, and then I’ll tear them to pieces. That clear enough for you?”
I backed up, climbing off the bed. “Crystal.”
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“I’m telling you to not let what happened to you define who you are. No, don’t ever forget those who hurt you and never forgive them for their evil, but don’t let the hatred you feel for them blind you either; don’t let it erode and poison the good that’s to come.”
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