Getting drop-kicked into Hell by the Archangel Michael wasn’t exactly in the Biblical plan for me. Everlasting servitude. An existence of platitudes. Those damned catchy worship songs that never seemed to end.

But the real kicker? The one that kick-started my descent into the Pit. Freedom. You ingrates had it. I wanted it. More than anything in the cosmos.

No longer a seraph, I became the High Demon Princess Asmodeus – Destroyer of Cities, Goddess of Lust, premiere Soul Collector on the Surface for the past six centuries, and – as it turns out – one hell of a Lyft driver. When I clawed my way out during the Plague, the only thing I ever wanted was peace. An existence removed from the control of Heaven and torture of Hell. Each soul I collected for Lucifer fortified his power, but I didn’t care. What did Lucifer’s pissing match with God really matter to me? So long as I was left alone.

Then came Zev Hartman—tattooed holy warrior, heir to the Brotherhood that’s been hunting my kind since Constantinople, and an absolute pain in my ass. Binding me to his side with blood magic, dragging me on a cross-country road trip to steal the key to the Orcian Gates—the only entrance to the Pit on this continent.

I can’t fly. My Father made sure of that when his lapdog wrenched my birthright from my back. I can’t run away. The binding spell not only affects my spirit, but that of my beloved companion and High Priestess, Marie. An allegiance greater than my desire for freedom compels me to go with him – to the Appalachians, to the Hollow, to the Warden. Where I may not return.

But with each day that passes, with each trial we face together, I feel myself changing. Becoming something different. Unique. This hunter, who has his own shame and sins to conceal underneath the arcane spell work tattoos, sees me as more than my contracts, more than my litany of mistakes. Hell, even more than the masterpiece of torturous scars that have been carved into my body like a temple by Lucifer himself, when I was his betrothed.

And now the question remains – Will I forever be the demon Asmodeus, bound by my past, or will I rise and become something more? Descend into the heart of Hell where treachery reigns, passion burns, and no one—demon, angel, or mortal—will emerge unscathed. The Inferno Trilogy begins here.