He stepped forward and I backed away until the back of my knee touched the cold bathtub. I yelped as I fell backwards and he wrapped his arms around my waist to keep my head from hitting the porcelain tub.

"I'm the demon you summoned," he whispered, his lips so close to my ear that goose bumps erupted from where his breath brushed my skin. "And now you're mine."

When Anna joins her ex-bullies in a summoning ceremony, she doesn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't a cut on her palm and a sexy demon hard on her heels.

He claims to be there to grant her wishes. But at what cost?