They’ll fall from Grace to make her theirs. The blinding light of Heaven is no salvation. Its white walls, my prison, its gate, the entrance to my cell. But I don’t belong here. I never have. Four Archangels took me from my bed at the Convent of Heavenly Christos. They chained my hands and feet and carried me on broad backs, with mammoth wings beating the air into submission. They brought me here, because of a secret I cannot remember. A secret so powerful it’ll start a war between Heaven and Hell. So I do the only thing I can. I run. And as I hide in the darkness, afraid of the light, I start to remember…and what rises to the surface fills me with terror. Archangel Michael and his warriors hunt me through Harbor City’s streets, but when they capture me, they’ll find themselves caught between love and truth. Why was I confined to Heaven? And why were they tasked to bring me back?

How do you fight for a mortal's damned soul? With teeth and claws. With wings and hate. With brass knuckles coated with Demon blood. And that's exactly what my Archangel intends to do. I never wanted this bloodline, never wanted to belong to both the darkness and the light. I’ll renounce Lucifer’s hold over me, and I’ll fight. But the Nephilim are rising, staking their claim over my body and my soul, bringing that dangerous part of me to the surface, until one night…in a derelict church in the middle of a desert, they come. Dark against light. Heaven against Hell. Who will survive? Note: This book was previously published and is republished by the author.