My Demon Desire

MY DEMON DESIRE ARYA KARIN Monsters… Demons have taken me. My father and I have been thrown into another realm, but he is nowhere to be found. My freedom has been stripped from me along with my dignity as three beasts with freaking horns claim me as their own. They leave me wanting what I shouldn’t desire. Their touches, their kisses awakens my desires and I don’t want them to stop. How can I lust after my enemy? Three devils who make my body yearn for them in every way I shouldn’t. My body succumbs to their seduction over and over until I crave them. But they can’t own my heart, my mind. No matter how many times I try to run, one of them finds me. I’m beginning to think there’s no way out of this nightmare. And I fear that I will never find my father and get us both back home. Worse. I’m beginning not to care if I ever escape. My Demon Desire is a sinfully dark Monster Romance. This tale is packed with steamy scenes, action, and brooding anti-heroes. This enemies-to-lovers story is not for the weak or prudish. Recommended for 18+ because of dark themes, but all sexual instances are consensual. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events or locales is entirely coincidental. My Demon Desire This ebook license is for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you would like to share it with. If you are reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return it and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting copyright laws and the hard work of the author. 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I am grateful for each and every one of you. Thank you, Arya Karin CONTENTS Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 21. Epilogue About the Author Also by Arya Karin 22. Zodiac Binding - Chapter 1 Also by Arya Karin CHAPTER 1 ANNALISE Pain hits the healed burn marks on my arm like it always does when something’s about to go wrong. I quickly give the customer her iced caramel latte before I drop it. The woman nods a thank you and hustles out the door. I lean against the counter as the pain slowly ebbs, watching my two co-workers finish their customer's orders. “Hey, didn’t your shift end half an hour ago?” Rachel brushes her blonde hair out of her eyes and places her hand on her hip over the company apron we both wear. “Yeah.” I shrug. “But the two o’clock rush came late. I didn’t want to leave you two in a bind.” George laughs. “Better not let the boss lady know, she hates us getting overtime.” “I’ll take an extra-long lunch break tomorrow, okay?” I grab my purse from under the counter and wave bye to my co-workers then slip out the back door of the coffee house. With a whispered prayer, I dig my cell out of my pocket. Still no messages from Dad. The warm summer breeze tickles the back of my neck. I tap Dad's name on my phone and feel like I'm holding my breath with each ring until it goes to voicemail like it has lately. "Hey, Dad, it's me." I bite my lip, trying to think of what else to say. Last time I talked to him, he'd been mumbling about an ancient ritual he'd found online. I should've paid more attention, stayed with him longer to make sure he was okay. We used to talk every day, but now I've not heard from him in a week. A chill skates down my spine and clamps around my stomach. "I'm on my way over." My hand shakes and I click ‘end call’, letting out a shaky breath. It's been a month since Mom died. Every morning before sunrise, she would jog down the road to the park. The drunk driver hadn't even stopped when he hit her. I squeeze my eyes shut, pushing down the pain. She'd been taken so suddenly, that I still wake thinking she is alive only to have the bitter sorrow slam into me almost immediately. I open my eyes and blink back tears as I hop into my Jeep. Traffic is light as I drive down the road to my parent's house. My stomach is in knots at the image of my dad doing something dangerous and all I can think of is getting to him in time. "Please let him be okay," I chant as I weave