Damned if I do

<p><em>The devil always collects. And so does his son.</em></p><p><strong><u>Drake</u></strong></p><p><strong>Most guys like their dads.</strong></p><p><strong>Most guys aren't the son of the literal devil.</strong></p><p>When Daddy Dearest tells me its unseemly for the last living son of the Lord of Hell to be unmarried I hate to think who he has in mind. Until I remember I’m technically already married. Yeah she’s human and I was all of eight at the time. But still counts.</p><p>Now I just need to get my wife to Hell for a meet and greet with Pops and send her back home. Except our marriage won’t technically be legit until it’s consummated. And I don’t know that I want to send her home…</p><p> </p><p><strong><u>Wren</u></strong></p><p><strong>Most girls live normal lives.</strong></p><p><strong>Most girls aren’t married to the devil’s son.</strong></p><p>There is something weirdly familiar about the new guy next door but I can’t place it. Then a weird little demon thing turns up in my room to tell me a prince of Hell wishes for an audience with me. Oh yeah. And apparently – while I’m not even eighteen yet – he’s my husband?</p><p>So I find myself stuck in Hell with a husband. And I guess I don’t hate it as much as I thought I would. There’s always something going on and things to discover. And soon I don’t know that I want to go home.</p>