The Devil Went Down on Georgia: A Spicy Paranormal Sleep Paralysis Demon Romance
I thought sleep paralysis demons were supposed to be terrifying. So why am I starting to crave him?
For months, I haven't been sleeping.
Every few nights, I wake up frozen in bed with a shadow at the foot of my mattress. Tall. Dark. Watching. The kind of thing that should make me pray, scream, or call someone with holy water and excellent references.
Instead, I named him Tim.
He hates it.
I should be scared of him. I know that. Nothing about a midnight visitor with a voice like velvet sin and a habit of appearing when I can't move should feel safe. Or tempting. Or like the most dangerous part of my night is also the part I can't stop thinking about.
But Tim doesn't just watch me.
He notices me.
The tired parts. The lonely parts. The parts I hide behind coffee, concealer, and pretending I'm fine. He sees too much, says too little, and when he finally touches me, he does it like he already knows exactly where I ache.
A brush of fingers that should not exist.
A hand at my throat that feels more like worship than warning.
A touch so careful, so controlled, so devastatingly intimate, I forget I was ever supposed to be afraid.
Which is a problem.
Because every time he appears, the room gets warmer. His voice gets lower. His hands get bolder. And the thing at the foot of my bed starts feeling less like a nightmare and more like a very bad idea I want in the dark, on my skin, and way too close.
Tim is not safe.
Whatever he is, whatever this is, I know one thing for certain.
I want him to touch me again.
Funny, spicy, and deliciously unhinged, The Devil Went Down on Georgia is a paranormal romantic comedy about sleep paralysis, bad decisions, and the dangerously tempting shadow who should scare the hell out of me.
Come for the nightmare. Stay for the demon who knows exactly how to touch.
One-click now and let Tim haunt your night.
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