Little Sip of Sin (Creature Cafe, #2)

by Clio Evans

I was just the pen, and destiny was the ink. Even the darkest of creatures had a yearning in them— a yearning to be cared for. To be loved. Even Hades had a soulmate.

Love between monsters and humans was dangerous, especially in a world that frowned upon such things. While it was true that creatures deserved love, too, it was also true that not all creatures were capable of such a thing.