I know demons are supposed to be terrifying and evil. Some might even say cruel and heartless.

But the thing is, I don’t like it.

The constant scowling and the raining of fire on people, it really isn’t good for my mental health. Give me fluffy bunnies and a good cuddle after a long day and I’m a happy guy.

The problem is, I am a demon and I’m really freaking bad at it.

When my dad sent me to earth for a week to learn from humans how easy it is to be horrible, it sounded like a crap trip to me.

But I met a man there and he’s not just any man. He’s a priest, and he’s as bad at his job as I am.

We’re gonna help each other out. He’ll teach me how to be bad and I’ll… ah, dammit.

The only thing he’s going to teach me is that I can fall in love with a human.

What could be scarier than that?

My Saintly Demon features a marshmallow demon and a jaded priest who make an unlikely pair in this thought provoking and steamy novella about a demon who just can’t be bad and seeks comfort, and a priest who needs balance between his want for the forbidden and a desire to find acceptance for who he really is. 

(CW: religious themes, adult situations, drug and alcohol use)