My name is Tsara Elizabeth Faa, and I have a demon problem. A very serious demon problem. My ex-best friend has summoned an incubus, and left me to deal with him. Now he’s after my soul. Thing is, the more time I spend with him, the more I want to give it to him.

Demons. Can't live without them. Can't unsummon them. I tried living without him. I lost my powers. I slogged through days of dust. I couldn't do it. I called him back and he rose through the Gate on wings of flame. Wings no fire demon has ever had before. I don't know who I am anymore. I don't know who he is. But I know some very powerful entities do not want us to be together. As above, so below. War is coming, to both our planes.