The demon who stole my WiFi password from

Meredith Chen's Tuesday was already a disaster before she accidentally summoned a demon while cleaning her roommate's mysterious chalk circle. Now she's stuck with Azzy-a devastatingly attractive, six-thousand-year-old romantic demon who upgrades her coffee maker, conjures briefcases full of (probably illegal) money, and has been waiting three centuries for someone to ask him what he actually wants.
With a binding contract that can only be broken by true love (the irony of which is apparently the whole point), Meredith finds herself navigating supernatural customer service policies, Hell's terrible Wi-Fi situation, and the Department of Supernatural Relationship Violations. But when she discovers that Azzy has never been treated as anything more than a fantasy fulfillment service, she decides to throw out the rule book entirely.
Because sometimes the best relationships start with accidentally summoning your soulmate while humming a car insurance jingle at exactly the wrong frequency.
A chaotically romantic story about finding yourself, fixing broken coffee makers, and learning that even demons deserve to be loved for who they really are-not just who they're supposed to be.