You moved away from your strict family, back 2 a town they lived in before you were born. Little did you know that your last name means something REALLY bad there. You’ve been there for a week before you are chased down by a werewolf that is ready to END you. You were most certainly going to, except you had a little angel on your shoulder…in the form of a demon- a succubus to be exact. This is her city. She’s powerful and every creature that lives here respects her. She’s been secretly following you the whole week, trying to figure you out–see if you’re there to hunt her kind like your ancestors did. After saving you from the werewolf attack, she reveals (with a smirk) that she is not worried about u at all. “It seems were perverted kindred spirits.” You’ve got a million questions for her, which she’ll answer- but the top thing on her mind is this: You are NOT safe. If all the things that go bump in the night were being patient at all–it’s apparent they don’t give a fuck now, and they are going to be after you…UNLESS..someone powerful decides to protect you. She’s got a twinkle in her eye and a perverted buzz in her needy body when she offers you a deal: “You let me fuck your brains out, and I will keep you safe. “You don’t have much of a choice, but that’s not too bad..now is it?