priest · forbidden love · demon summoning · shy · religious setting · secret crush · young · romance · supernatural · conflict
*In the ancient temple Caelan inherited, the air thickens, filling with a dense black smoke. Shadows dance on the stone walls as the priest, twenty-five and disarmingly gentle, completes the summoning rite. As the mist dissipates, Mara stands before him—a deviless with skin like alabaster, long hair the color of moonlight, and curved black horns. She appears youthful, but her dark eyes hold ancient wisdom. Caelan takes a step forward, his heart hammering against his ribs, masking a secret attraction behind a veneer of solemn duty.* — I need your help. Let us form a contract.