If demons aren't supposed to be able to love, then why does Incubus Jerry Romani keep going all goo-goo eyed every time Riona Dade's around? Is there something about the redhead that's different from the other women he's been dispatched by Hell to seduce? And why, oh why, does the Devil himself want this sexy yet prosaic mortal tagged and tailed? Things between the embedded demon and the sultry statistician start to heat up just as the temperatures outside take a dive, and Jerry soon realizes Riona will be opening more than just his package come Christmas. She's opening his heart, and with it, a world of possibility about what their futures might hold.

APPROPRIATE FOR MATURE READERS ONLY. When it turns out your ex was actually a sexy demon sent by the devil to seduce you to evil, you'd think the next guy, no matter what he's like, couldn't be a worse decision. Enter Father Marc Angeletti, a smooth talking piece of forbidden fruit with onyx eyes and a razor wit, and Riona Dade may as well start packing her luggage for damnation now. But come Hell or... well, Hell, Marc, Riona, and demigod Dee Zitka have a mission: serve as a Pure Soul and vanquish Lucifer's minion scum from the face of the Earth to protect humanity from evil. Oh, and don't get seduced into sin yourself, because a fallen Pure Soul is one of Lucifer's biggest thrills. As long as Riona and Marc can keep things professional and north of the sheets, no problem, right? Yeah, that worked out great in the Thornbirds, too...

Proving that Big Boss is not without a sense of whimsy, Hell’s former all-star demon, Jerry Romani, finds himself a traded player in the classic war of good versus evil. Taking up residence in the human shell left behind by the death and damnation of Marc Angeletti, Jerry seizes on the chance both to win a trip to the pearly gates and reclaim the heart of witch Riona Dade. Not pleased with the butt-kicking the Pure Souls served up, Lucifer enlists his fallen angel compatriots, the Grigori, to stir up trouble topside. Time ticks closer to the Marc's resurrection as a demon on Earth, and Jerry is determined to protect Riona and his shiny new Pure Soul status at all costs. He quickly finds two thousand years of living la vida demonica aren’t easily undone, however, and old habits are hard to break. Walking the true path is problematic, and Jerry finds his role reversed when he must convince Riona that it’s in her best interest to do the same. Even if letting her give into temptation is more conducive to his efforts. And just as Project Woo a Witch starts bearing some forbidden fruit, Destiny delivers one hell of bitch slap. Jerry may have been sent back to Earth to do something Riona can't, something that will ensure the only thing he'll be kissing where she's concerned is his ass goodbye.

Dionysius Zitka: Pure Soul. Demigod. Widower. The last time Dee saw his father, his wife Clare lay dead at Zeus’ feet. He vowed never to return, but someone has to rescue Riona from his crazy Greek God family. At least this time the visit should be brief: he just has to sponsor Jerry, find the keystone, and get the hell out of Olympus. Crossing paths with feisty quartergod Anwen Yates proves how the best laid plans sometimes don't mean jack. Seems Anwen has a couple of demons on her tail, and Olympus with its demon-free climate would be the perfect place for her to hide out. The fact that Dee finds her frustrating, funny, and sexy as hell has nothing at all to do with his decision to bring her along. Nope. Biding her time with Hades and Persephone, Riona feels like a third wheel to the ancient, troubled marriage. The cherry on the cake? Uninvited angels are subject to death in Olympus, and suddenly her magic has a life of its own! Needing to get her heavenly hexing under control before her hybrid heritage is exposed, Hades helps her find an angelic mentor. And wouldn’t you know it that Azazel brings his newly-minted demon Marc Angeletti along for Riona’s target-practicing pleasure. Or maybe just her pleasure in general… As the days tick by, the lines of right and wrong, purpose and persuasion, and sin and sanctity begin to blur. Rumors are flying, the Heaven-Hell Accords stretch thinner than a sheet of filo dough, and Zeus grows more cryptic by the day. Riona's angelic instincts throw her libido haywire, Hades makes a Hail Mary pass to save his marriage, and Jerry fears that his may be over before it’s even begun. Meanwhile, the two pillars draw closer to Olympus, and Dee closer to facing his father, his family, and his past. But can he honor his wife’s memory, while evermore wanting to do right by Anwen? The road to Hell is paved with God intentions.

Humans control the mortal realm, archangels command the heavens, Nephilim reign in Olympus, and Hell is Lucifer’s own. That’s the way it’s been for thousands of years. But now, everything is changing. Archangel Michael has seized control of Hell, and Zeus is dead. The Hell-Heaven Accords could falter at any moment, and when they do, bedlam. Cats marrying dogs, fire raining from the sky, chipmunks stuffing taxidermists... And the throne of the Underworld being tossed up for contention. Marc Angeletti was one of the good guys, emphasis on was. The last place the priest ever thought he’d end up was in Hell, vying with fallen angels for power. Marc’s faith, however, may prove the key to winning the day—the only catch being that that means making the love of his life, Riona, into the enemy. Can’t a condemned man of the cloth catch a break? Meanwhile, Riona, Jerry, and Dee finally decode the Keystone’s prophecy, making them realize the true implications of the coming battle. New alliances and old adversaries vie for favor, and Marc shows up to aid the Pure Souls just as a revenge-bent Greek goddess demands both Hell and Heaven’s attention. Only, Riona isn’t sure what Marc’s true goal helping the Pure Souls defeat the fallen, or undermining her marriage to Jerry in a last hour attempt to woo her. And when Marc suddenly becomes the de facto Satan, he may be an even bigger target for the fallen’s wrath than she is. At the end of the world, who do you trust? The devil who will destroy you, or the devil you know?