Disguises are second nature at this point, and I'm used to keeping my powers concealed. But when a lethal angel starts coming after me, my cover is blown.

In my escape, I’ve found an unlikely ally in Adonis—the dangerously seductive angel of death. With him by my side, I’m going undercover again. I just have to pretend to be his simpering, idiot lover--while secretly collecting intelligence from a psychotic god of war. One I have to pretend to actually admire.

If I don’t find the info I need, I’m dead at the hands of a whole horde of angels—and the apocalypse really begins.