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 bound 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。