Getting married wasn't on Calder Mourningstar's to-do list when one of his own kind was kidnapped and hold for ransom. The Witches-his enemies-saw an opportunity to ruin his life and took it.
He never thought he'd have to marry a Witch in order to stop the war between the two species. They always kept to themselves, preferring to stay neutral in the eyes of Demons, but Noel wasn't having it.
So, when Willow-one of the most powerful Witches-is forced to marry him, she's told to just go with it. Trying to stay distant, she begins to feel something coil in her stomach.
The Requiem.
An ancient word, created by their Queen long ago.
It was supposed to bond Demons and Witches together since Witches use Demons for aid. They were never supposed to be enemies in the first place, but of course, there's always a traitor in the coven.
They stole sigils from other holders. Then, when they went to war, a few were lost between realms-never to be seen again.
Enemy or not, The Requiem rises, and they will feel it in their bones.
Who will be the first to break?
The Hellfire I was born to conquer, forged in the flames of hell itself. My power is absolute, my enemies crushed beneath the weight of my will. This arranged marriage is a necessary sacrifice to end a war-but Willow is more than I expected. Her defiance cuts through my cold control, and her fire burns brighter than my darkness. She's supposed to be my enemy. Instead, she's becoming my obsession. And obsessions like hers? They destroy men like me.
The Nighthex Marrying an Archdemon wasn't just a nightmare-it was a death sentence. I agreed to this truce to save my people, not to lose my soul to the monster I've been bound to. Calder is ruthless, unrelenting, and entirely too dangerous for his own good. I swore I would hate him, but the way he looks at me feels like a battle I'm already losing. He's the kind of monster you don't escape. He's the kind you let yourself fall for-and pray you survive.
