Having no soul definitely has its perks.
After all, I can kill as many magical beasts as I want and not have to worry about the blood on my hands. But no matter how hard I try to run, I can never escape where I came from: the pits of Hell.
Now, Hell’s elite have a job for me, a job I can’t refuse. A nocturnal witch is on the loose, and those are never up to anything good. She’s hiding in my city, so they’ve decided I’m the best person for the job—together with Lexar Dagon’an. He is Hell’s very own Golden Boy, my archnemesis, and he’s sexy as the sins he makes me want to commit when I look at him. Like murder, obviously. Working with him was never really my intention, but the more we find out about the witch, the more I realize that I need him. Ugh. Can the two of us bring down a foe of apocalyptic proportions before we kill each other—or do something far worse?