Mall security already feels like hell. Then a guy walks in with a tiny shoulder demon—his id’imp—broadcasting every unfiltered thought he tries to swallow.
Gavel Chavez works security at a Las Vegas mall. She runs on caffeine, policy manuals, and pure stubborn professionalism. She handles holiday chaos. She handles weird customers. Darrius? He breaks her rhythm—cute, awkward, and accompanied by Pickle, a devilish little truth-serum mascot who takes a special interest in Gavel.
“An Embarrassment of Id’imps” is a witty demon romance wrapped in humorous fantasy: contemporary, snarky, and just a little bit spicy—where the real enemy isn’t temptation, it’s the part of your brain that narrates it out loud.
Want a quick fantasy short story that flirts, teases, and refuses to behave in public? Step into the mall.
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