Deliver Us from Evil

My husband and his colleagues label me a witch and try to burn me to death.

I should be dead, but I'm not.

Why?

Because a pack of monstrous hellhound shifters decides to skip the death part and drag me straight to hell.

There, I learn that the sultry voice from my dreams is their demon lord, and I'm now his prisoner.

Lord Daemon's physical body is trapped in a spell my ancestors cast on him, and I have to break it if I want my freedom back.

Between the hellhounds using me as their new plaything, and the equally sinful demon lord haunting my wettest of dreams, I'm being led into temptations.

And I may not want to be delivered from evil.