They say don't make deals with the devil. I never expected him to be this hard to resist.
Her:
Two months ago, a demon and I stopped the apocalypse. It cost me my best weapon, my sanity, and apparently my good judgment—because now I’m standing in front of the Prince of Lust again, asking for a favor.
Khamden doesn’t do favors. He does deals.
The one he offers me should be easy to refuse. It isn’t. Now we’re bound together while Lucifer walks the Earth and a flood of newly escaped, impossibly strong demons tears through Santa Sombra. Yet somehow, the most dangerous thing in my life is the demon fighting beside me.
Him:
Jenna Torrence was supposed to be a loose end. A problem I solved and walked away from. Instead, she storms back into my life with fire in her eyes and demands on her lips, and I do something reckless—I decide to keep her close.
My father wants her. My enemies want her dead. And I want things that will get us both killed.
I’ve never pretended to be a white knight. But for the first time in centuries, I find myself doing something that looks dangerously close to the right thing.
