A dark romance about monstrous desire, slow surrender, and the sacred filth of being claimed.

He’s not human.
He works the closing shift at the DMV.
And he doesn’t stop watching her.

Juno needed cheap rent.
She got a roommate with teeth under his skin, rules he won’t explain,
and a voice that makes her wet before he even touches her.

She moans too loud behind closed doors.
He listens too closely through the wall.
And when she starts wearing his shirts to bed, it stops being innocent.

Now she’s not just aroused—she’s marked.
Opened.
Changed.
Worshipped.

And what he is—what he’s becoming—wants to own her in front of everyone.