She just wanted to help her basil plant. He was in the middle of a soul-soak. Now they’re magically tethered by a contract neither of them understands—and the only way out is emotional satisfaction.

Evie Thorne’s dorm room may be small, cluttered, and technically fire-coded against unsupervised rituals—but that’s never stopped her before. One slightly smudged summoning circle and a mispronounced incantation later, she accidentally yanks Varrux the Soul-Eater out of his infernal spa day and into her very inconvenient life.

The ancient contract now binding them? Can’t be broken until both parties achieve “mutual satisfaction.” No one’s quite sure what that means—but Varrux is deeply offended by the implications.

Now the grumpy demon lord is stuck in a cozy academic cottage with Evie, her overly judgmental familiar Crumble, and a magical course load she’s definitely behind on.
She’s sunshine and spilled tea. He’s doom, dread, and aggressively folded towels.
And unfortunately, the longer they’re stuck together, the harder it is to deny the bond might be growing stronger than either of them planned.

A cozy fantasy romantic comedy full of magical mishaps, reluctant bonding, grumpy/sunshine chaos, and slow-burn love with a soul-binding twist.