abyssal demon

What happens when a half demon girl afflicted with nightmares, heir to the throne of the third realm of Hell, catches feelings for a fallen angel soldier, whose sole purpose is to hunt down and kill monsters such as herself? *** Ashton is plagued by nightmares. She’s cursed. With a simple touch she can see your fears. It proved to be quite lucrative under her mother’s manipulated hands until the bodies started piling up and whispers of her name traveled through the streets. Those whispers reached far and wide, catching unwanted attention. Seeking asylum at Mysteria Manor, a home for cursed girls, Ashton is kept hidden away hoping that those looking for her will lose interest. Little does she know is that there's a race to find her first. Being discovered by The Order's demon hunting soldiers, should mean death for Ashton. But they don't want to kill her. They want to use her. And by any means necessary, she will lead them to the demon they seek out. Her father. Working for the people that want nothing more than her kind dead is one this, but falling for the soldier that is assigned to keep her in line, is something else entirely. Carden is rude and cold, blames her for everything that goes wrong, but continues to save her on multiple occasions. Secret motives are revealed, unknown truths are heard and a choice is put upon Ashton. Continue trusting a fallen angel soldier that was assigned to collect her by any means, including making her fall in love with him, or to rule Hell with her family. Who will the daughter of blood and nightmares choose? Family or love? Heaven or Hell?

*Book 2 of the Royal Lycans series. It can be read separately. * ______________ “Who are you?” I asked him, intrigued when I saw those deep blue eyes, which did not leave my face. His image of a Viking god had me perplexed, and I didn’t care that he kept me prisoner. I needed to know who he was. He stood up and walked towards me, slowly stalking me. There was something about him that made him lethal. I’ve grown up among Lycans, but he... He was something else. Something dark and dangerous. As the man ran his fingertips over my skin, from my face and down my neck, arms and legs, I felt heat… His touch had burned me. I gasped as I felt what he was causing me... A fire inside me threatened to destroy everything and as he tempted me, he whispered in my ear... “Mate.” ______________ Reverse harem / 4 mates / Possessive / strong female lead / Fate.