DAX Here on these streets, there is no room for the weak. Jayna didn’t summon me into her life, but I’m here now and I’m not going anywhere. She gave me one hell of a ride, and now I can’t get her curves off my mind. But when the demons in my life went after her, something in me snapped. I’m putting them all in the ground. And then I’m putting a ring on her finger. A kid in her belly. And making her mine. JAYNA I didn’t have to help him, but I did, and now he thinks he owns me. Maybe that’s what I wanted all along: to be owned. Devoured. His savagery should have him in a cage, but his command of my body is something more primitive than I can understand And when he pierces me with his eyes. His scarred, muscular body crushing against mine. I can’t help hearing his words, rumbling in my ear: “MINE” DAX is a full-length, standalone romance novel with steamy hot sex, NO CHEATING, strong language, a happily every after ending and NO CLIFFHANGERS. Contains dark and disturbing themes, and over the top sexiness that may be uncomfortable for some readers. Perfect for fans of Joanna Blake, Alexa Riley, Devon Hartford, Sabrina Paige, Winter Renshaw, Vanessa Waltz, Emilia Kincade and Melanie Harlow

    And, so does his son.DrakeMost guys like their dads.Most guys aren't the son of the literal devil.When Daddy Dearest tells me its unseemly for the last living son of the Lord of Hell to be unmarried, I hate to think who he has in mind. Until, I remember I’m technically already married. Yeah, she’s human, and I was all of eight at the time. But, still counts.Now I just need to get my wife to Hell for a meet and greet with Pops and send her back home. Except, our marriage won’t technically be legit until it’s consummated. And I don’t kno that I want to send her home…WrenMost girls live normal lives.Most girls aren’t married to the devil’s son.There is something weirdly familiar about the new guy next door, but I can’t place it. Then a weird little demon thing turns up in my room to tell me a prince of Hell wishes for an audience with me. Oh, yeah. And apparently – while I’m not even eighteen yet – he’s my husband?So, I find myself stuck in Hell with a husband. And I guess I don’t hate it as much as I thought I would. There’s always something going on and things to discover. And soon, I don’t know that I want to go home.Please be aware that this story uses Australian English spelling and syntax. Not recommended for younger readers due to mature content.