Demons of the Rift Series
Tropes: Demon Magic | No pregnancy | FMCs are mid-thirties | MMCs are worshipful | Low Angst | Cozy | 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️
Welcome to the Demons of the Rift series. Where the monsters are huge, the adventure is enchanting, and the steam is scorching. Expect purring chests, size differences that defy physics, and heroines who save the world before breakfast.
~Series Ongoing~
Book 1 "Awakening the Demon"
Dr. Audrey Torres & Rylik
The Rifts are open. The rules are ancient. And the monsters? They are deliciously insatiable.
When the magical leylines fracture, dropping unsuspecting women into a forbidden dimension, they expect a nightmare. Instead, they find hot baths, home-cooked meals, and primal devotion. While the rest of the Demon Realm clings to ancient propaganda that humans are the enemy, these particular monsters didn't get the memo. They are fascinated by the soft, competent creatures who dropped into their lives, and they're far more interested in worshiping every inch of them than following the King's orders to hunt them.
But these aren’t damsels in distress. They are women in their thirties with established careers, practical skills, and zero patience for nonsense.
Falling into a new world wasn't the plan. But leaving it better (and more satisfied) than they found it? That’s just second nature.
Whether it’s healing the land, organizing chaos, or navigating the ridiculous web of demon court politics, these women are ready to roll up their sleeves. And they weren't expecting the locals—massive, horned warriors who take one look at these capable human women and decide that fighting is out, and possessive, thorough claiming is in.
This is a spin-off series in the same universe as the Monsters of Coldwater Springs and the Crescent Coven!
Book 2 "Healing the Demon"
Sloane & Torik
Running a Boston ER is controlled chaos. Falling into a dying dimension and landing at the feet of a seven-foot demon medic? That requires a totally different triage protocol.
I’m a nurse, not an interdimensional traveler. But in a sunless realm where humans are enemy number one, my only shield is the terrifying demon who scoops me up.
Torik is a mountain of sweeping wings, lethal horns, and a rugged dad bod. He’s a deeply grumpy, solitary healer who spends his lonely days with his pet lizard. He’s also the most infuriatingly stubborn male alive.
Now, we’re trapped together in his rustic clinic, two fiercely dedicated medical professionals clashing over everything. He barks orders for me to stay hidden from other demons; I can’t just sit quiet while there are patients to save.
He refuses to let me lift a finger, but when I ignore him and do it anyway, those clawed hands are devastatingly gentle when he washes the grime from my curls, or pulls me against his broad chest in his single bed just to keep me warm.
Giving in to the blistering heat between us—and his very, very accommodating demon anatomy—is a dangerous game when one wrong move could get us both killed. Because once this grumpy monster claims my heart, I might just burn the portal home.