The newly fallen angels have quickly adapted and are using their abilities to advantage in their new world. The humans are not happy. The archangels are not happy.
The imp is not happy.
Sam has not only found herself ruling Hel but also responsible for the demon controlled section of North America, elven labor relations, and Amber’s bachelorette party. The bachelorette party thing is kinda cool, but the bridesmaid dress she’s got to wear isn’t, and neither is the fact that Gabe is going to be the one accompanying her down the aisle.
Worse, Lux has misunderstood his duties in the upcoming nuptials and Sam can’t brush this problem under the rug.
A terrible evil is coming, and only an imp can stop it—an imp wearing a puffy puce taffeta gown and carrying a bouquet of roses.
