Tea_Tae

“If I get another chance to live, can I get the ability to protect her?” the little boy asked the reaper.

“Careful what you wish for,” the reaper warned. “The body you’ll get will awaken a sleeping demon.”

A promise made in death.

An innocent wish, unites two people with destructive abilities. 

A demon who will be the end of her...


Hwang Jina is a detective in her early thirties who can communicate with the spirits of the dead. The dead come to her and haunt her until she helps them to move on. Smart and compassionate, she has the uncanny ability to solve even the most unconventional cases. Amidst all the dead souls, she seeks the one boy with whom she extracted a promise to meet again.

Hiding the pain of losing her first love, her quest to help the spirits lead her to an eccentric 24 year old, Ohm Hobin, a half demon and half human psychiatrist. 

Masking his ability to read the memories of all living beings, Hobin is seeking the girl who has been haunting his dreams for a while. Flirtatious yet arrogant, his methods clash with Jina’s when it comes to catching deadly criminals and psychopaths.

But, there is something which keeps pulling them towards each other. No matter how much Hobin tries to stay away from Jina, his innate urge to protect her overpowers his ego.

Can he keep his promise this time? Or will the demon in him kill the person he loves the most?

..... 

Temporary cover taken from pinterest, credits go to original artist
Will revert back to the original cover after November

*No FL abuse*
*Healthy romance*
*Novel deals with crimes and ghosts so read at your own risk*

Doctor Demon

"I am so not a good dancer!" Jiwoon protested but Siwan simply shrugged.

"I'm no Michael Jackson either but we can still have a good time," he said.

Without another word, he took Jiwoon's hand and pulled her close. His hand snaked around her waist and they stood very close together. Jiwoon was suddenly very self conscious of the proximity. She did not dare to look at him, her gaze on his chest.

His touch was warm and he was gazing at her, his heart full of many unspoken words. Slow music began to play in the background and Siwan took the lead.  Jiwoon was too flustered on what to do so she followed his lead, swaying to the music with him. She was clumsy in her steps and stumbled a little but Siwan held her tight in a protective manner, not letting her go.

"Sorry," she mumbled when she accidentally stepped on his foot.

"You say that word a lot," he noted. Jiwoon blushed even harder.

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