Grace

I was stolen by a devil, but what does that make me when I start praying to him instead? I was everything a small town could want—perfect grades, perfect manners, perfect life. But perfection couldn’t answer the questions that led me to my father’s world, straight into the arms of a man who treats my corruption like worship.

Damián

I knew from the moment I saw her that I would have her. My father always taught me that God gives us our desires for a reason. My hunger for her, this need to claim and corrupt—it’s divine will. When circumstances put her in my hands as collateral for her father’s debt, I see it as providence. My obsession has no limits, and neither does my patience. She will be mine—body, soul, and everything in between.