I don’t do soft. I don’t do gentle. And I sure as hell don’t do babies. Until I found her. Tiny horns. Golden eyes. A secret no one dares claim. Now she’s mine. So is the human woman who looks at me like I stole her heart along with her child. She thinks I’m dangerous. She’s right. Because I don’t share. I don’t forgive. And once she steps into my house, she won’t walk out unmarked. She’s not just my obsession. She’s my fight. My fury. My forever. She ran once. She won’t run again. Touch my baby and I’ll end you. Touch her and I’ll burn the world. I never pictured my fearsome self as a dad… Turns out I look pretty good with a diaper bag. Read on for secret babies, dangerous demon obsession, broken mothers who rise again, and a daddy who’d kill to keep his girls. HEA Guaranteed!