I have no soul, it died fifteen years ago.
Lethal, dangerous, and silent.
I’m a demon, created in the vilest hells on earth, born from revenge.
They call me The Reaper.
I’m a killer, and I do it very well.
That’s why I was sent.
But there was a complication.
Things changed. I don’t save people. I kill them.
I wasn’t sent to save her.
But I don’t want to kill her.
I live in hell and the devil rules me.
He rules everyone.
He tried to break me, but I survived.
I live in a world of deceit and betrayal.
I thought there was no hope.
He’s the worst of them all.
Dark, dangerous, and beautiful.
And maybe exactly what I need.
He’s not a hero, but you can’t defeat the devil unless you’ve been to hell.
**Warning: this is a dark, passionate romance. There will be triggers. If you don’t like the dark, do not enter. You have been warned. 18+ adult content.**