En cours de chargement...
I'm sick. Deathly ill. Which would be funny if it wasn't so sad. I'm on my last round of chemo, if this doesn't work then nothing will. The hospital room has become my new address. Seriously, my mail's probably getting forwarded here soon. I'm resigned to it. I've lived in the hospital for the last six months, and I know they're doing this best. Things would be easier if it wasn't for him. Doctor Damian Nightshade looks like a runway model.
He's so damn beautiful I can barely look at him most days. I'm not going to survive, but what makes things worse is that I'll never know what it's like to be with him (or under him). At least for one night. However, everything changes when I wake to find I've been kidnapped, and then the guy I've been sleeping with wants to try an experimental treatment on me to save my life. He claims he is my doctor.
He claims that he can save me. All I have to do is come with him. Something about this situation seems strangely familiar, but I can't place how or when this has happened before. My heart tells me to leap. And so, I do. Warning: this is an MM demon romance with mature themes, please be advised.