A psychotic episode was the only sensible explanation for Finn’s clouded memories, battered body and lost week of time. Demons aren’t real. They don’t run adult shops or hunt students for their lust. Just because his housemate had pink hair, it didn’t make her a fae in league with the devil, or him a one in a trillion, ‘chosen one’.
But it had felt so damn good to be important and desired, even if it was all in Finn’s head.
Returning to the swirling, beautifully passionate madness, or checking into a psychiatric facility are his options. Whichever way he steps, life as he knows it, is over.
Stranded between two untenable options, with the sun and the temperature going down, a smiling stranger provides a temporary respite from his dilemma.
Unfortunately for Finn, demons and fae are not the only beings stalking the night for the troubled and unwary.
2nd part of Incubus, an m/m novella series. Graphic material with plenty of angst.
NOT a standalone.