Brooklyn Amari knew not to get in a car with a stranger. When a man tried to lure her—she killed him. As if taking a life at the tender age of ten wasn’t bad enough, her childhood home burned to the ground two years later. She doesn’t remember how she survived, but she’s felt a pull toward the conflagration ever since. After a troubled patch in her teens, she’s become a respectable firefighter, rushing again and again into the inferno that almost killed her. A routine sweep-and-clear during a hotel blaze takes a deadly turn, but also explains how she escaped death eleven years ago: she’s probably a demon. Brooklyn had always enjoyed having psychic abilities, but wings? She’s still trying to come to terms with what she might be when she experiences a vision of an arsonist planting an enchanted bomb, but the Fire Marshal’s office is ill-equipped to handle magic. Since she’s the most paranormal thing they’ve got, they offer her a temporary promotion. Unfortunately, she soon finds herself neck-deep in an investigation that goes straight over her head. And oh yeah—she’s supposed to destroy the world.

Brooklyn thought nothing would ever surprise her again after learning her father is an extraplanar being―until the police ask her for help. For most of her life, the cops have been a thorn in her side, always in the way of a good time. By seventeen, she’d spent more time in police cars than some rookies. With age comes (a little) restraint, and she’s managed to avoid getting in trouble for six whole years. Working for the Philadelphia Fire Department offers a sense of belonging and purpose she never had growing up, even if the whole ‘adulting’ thing sucks. After responding to a fire call eerily similar to the one that claimed her childhood home, a local detective seeks her out. He’s hunting a serial killer who preys on the city’s homeless, taking the lives of those no one cares to see. Every victim’s body has so far been stolen from the morgue, frustrating the investigation to the point he’s willing to rely on a psychic―even a former delinquent. Brooklyn senses a connection between the recent fire, the murders, and a mysteriously guilty little girl, but her respect for the law only goes so far.

Brooklyn Amari doesn’t ask for much, only the ability to make it through life without destroying the universe. Working as a firefighter is her true calling, satisfying her deep, primal draw to the flames. Immunity to burning courtesy of her half-extraplanar ancestry makes her the city’s best weapon against disaster of the incendiary kind—not that anyone knows about it. She’s trying to keep her nature a secret, since magical creatures aren’t allowed inside major population centers… and most people probably wouldn’t react well to a demon. Even a half-demon. Since her psychic abilities are out of the bag, the Arson Investigation Unit calls on her for all the ‘weird ones’ no one else wants to touch. When they can’t explain an apparent case of spontaneous human combustion, they bring her in to track a deadly arcane arsonist. She’s happy to help, but unfortunately, some not-quite-angels abduct someone she cares for. They need Brooklyn to destroy the mortal world as it’s in the way of their interdimensional war—but even if she does what they want, everyone she loves will die.