Seven Mates and a Demon Engagement

Matching with yet another mate does not rattle me, and I am content with these seven even as the harem keeps growing rather than arriving fully formed.

A quiet farm and the life of an ordinary conduit still sound tempting, but simplicity is nowhere in reach.

Angry pride males keep trying to force me into lewd public acts, a demon leaves love notes, and a gargoyle remains to be uncursed.

Now that all of them have declared themselves my roommates, I can finally build these relationships the way they should have begun.

Breathing room is harder to find once I learn that my mother made a contractual engagement between me and that same demon, supposedly to save the world.