How to destroy your life:

1. Leave Ireland in the dead of night to flee to London;

2. Get yourself dragged into an alley by a demon, marked, and doomed to die;

3. Gain a mysterious, fatally attractive stalker/saviour. One with strangely sharp teeth…

Flynn

I never asked for this.

Okay, maybe a little. After all, the demon was undeniably hot–the perfect way to mend my broken heart.

But I certainly didn’t sign up to become his prey–because now my chest burns with ice as dark magic grows inside me… and he’ll be back to collect it.

Thankfully, I have a saviour. Tall, dark and handsome, though his vintage dress sense is slightly pretentious and his aversion to sunlight is a bit strange…

But if he keeps looking at me like I'm something worth devouring, I might just let him.

What's one more bad decision?

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