My life is pretty normal now. No demons. No soul contracts. No supernatural serial killers trying to stab me in a dark alley. It’s all very safe. And boring.
But when Lucifer shows up in Hell’s Kitchen, he drags me into a dangerous game of cat and mouse. One I can’t lose. If he gets his hands on me, he’ll bind me to his side. Why? No one knows.
I have a sneaking suspicion it has something to do with a darkness in my past I can barely remember. Whenever I’m near Az, hazy memories spark, and our undeniable connection feels strangely familiar. Whatever the reason, I have to find the answers fast. Or I’ll end up trapped in Hell forever.