Lucifer’s defiant daughter. A fallen angel turned vampire. Two enemies bound by secrets, and a forbidden love that could redeem—or ruin—them both.
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Do you know what it’s like to be Lucifer’s daughter? I mean, all I want is a nice apartment with southern exposure. A guy to rub my feet at the end of the night. Oh, and a job that doesn’t involve torturing souls for all eternity.

Unfortunately, escaping my infernal heritage isn’t as easy as moving to Earth and adopting a cat named Purrgatory. Not after someone took a pitchfork to my memories and scrambled them up real good. I can’t even remember how I got here.

I was this close to a normal life. Even found the guy who might want to rub my feet. But in the middle of our first date, he barges in. Rathiel, or Captain Bootlicker as I prefer to call him. My father’s right-hand man and a fallen angel turned vampire. One moment, I’m enjoying dessert, and the next, he’s hauling me out of the restaurant claiming my father wants me dead.

Rathiel calls it protective custody; I call it overbearing and obnoxious. He swears he’ll kill anyone who touches me, which is sweet in a terrifying, please-don’t-eat-my-date kind of way. I never asked for a guardian demon. But he’s determined to play hero, whether I like it or not. And unfortunately, I’m starting to love it.

Surviving my father is the hard part. But falling for the fallen angel might just be my undoing.