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Kavy Carter never believed in monsters—until the night one bit her.

One moment, she was walking home alone, thinking about her long shift at the diner. The next, she was on the ground, blood dripping from a bite that shouldn’t be possible. The attacker was too fast, too strong, too inhuman—and then he was gone, leaving her with a wound that burned hotter than fire.

Now, everything is changing.

Her senses are sharper. Her body feels different. And the dreams won’t stop haunting her.

Somewhere in the shadows, Dante Moretti watches, cursing himself for the mistake that could ruin them both.

He never meant to bite her.
He never meant to claim her.

But now, Kavy is bound to him in ways she doesn’t yet understand—and her transformation is only beginning.

She was supposed to be human.
She was never meant to be part of his world.

But the bite sealed her fate.

And now, something far more dangerous than Dante is hunting her.

Kavy doesn’t know what she’s becoming—or why the darkness seems drawn to her. But she won’t go down without a fight. And when the truth comes out, she and Dante will face a choice that could destroy them both.

Because the real danger isn’t the bond between them.
It’s what happens if she fully embraces it.

Sexy Demon is a dark, seductive werewolf romance filled with danger, supernatural mystery, and a bond that cannot be broken.

Sexy Demon

Kavy's pulse thundered in her ears, her breath coming in shallow, frantic gasps. Run. Hide. Scream. Her instincts clashed, fighting for control.

But another instinct—one she didn't recognize—was stronger.

A low, warning growl curled from her throat. Not human. Not hers.

The intruder outside slammed against the door again, harder. The old wood groaned, the lock rattling violently.

A bolt of pure rage shot through her chest, sudden and scorching. It swallowed her fear, replaced it with something primal.

Her fingers twitched. The sharp black claws gleamed under the flickering light.

Her breathing changed. Slower. Deeper. Predatory.

The door gave another violent shudder. Almost open.

And Kavy—Kavy wasn't afraid anymore.

Her muscles tensed as her nails dug into the sink behind her. The hunger twisted in her gut, sharp and demanding.

The lock snapped. The door swung open.

A man stormed inside, his broad shoulders silhouetted in the dim hallway light. Dark clothes. Heavy boots. A glint of metal—a knife.

Her vision blurred. Her heartbeat slowed.

One moment she was across the bathroom—

A blur of motion, a flash of claws.

The man barely had time to register her before she slammed into him.

They crashed into the floor, the air bursting from his lungs. His knife clattered across the tile, forgotten.

She was on top of him. Her knees dug into his ribs, her claws pressing against his chest.

Not confusion. Not anger. Pure terror.

Kavy's breath shuddered. She could feel it—her strength, her speed. The raw power surging through her limbs.

The thought sent a deep, primal thrill through her bones.

She bared her teeth, a sharp, inhuman snarl rolling through her chest.

His lips parted, voice hoarse with horror.

The hunger was screaming inside her, clawing at her insides, begging her to finish it.

But his voice—**those words—**stabbed through her like ice.

Her reflection in his wide, terrified eyes… wasn't human.

She scrambled back, her stomach churning.

The man wasted no time. He shoved to his feet and bolted.

She barely heard the door slam behind him.

Because she was staring at her hands.

Her breath hitched. Her head spun.

Chapter 4: The Breaking Point