Easy is the descent into Hell.
Especially when you embrace the darkness.
And it embraces you back.
Revenge is so close I can almost taste it.
Belial has brought me everything I wanted and more- he served me vengeance on a silver platter, along with his heart.
But my own faults have caused a rift between myself, Lucifer, and Azazel. If I want to destroy Satan and live happily ever after in Hell, hard choices must be made.
And when the Dragon himself takes something I hold dear, the choice is final: I must wield the Sword of Light once more, even at the risk of being burned alive.
I have no fear.
After all, Hell hath no fury like an angel scorned.
From hunter to prey…
When you want someone to hunt down a Lycan serial killer, you ask for the best.
I am the best.
The Beast of Gévaudan’s ass will be mine.
But the three Lycans who hired me to find him are now claiming they’re my mates: the mysterious Alpha, the charming bad boy, and the grumpy bodyguard protecting me during my mission.
Even though I never asked for three boyfriends, they’re unwilling to let me go, determined to make me part of the pack.
I might feel at home among the wolves, but the Lycans are hiding something from me. The Beast is so much more than he seems.
And surrounded by my mates, I forget who is the hunter… and who is the hunted.