|I am a liar.|
The only person Flynn never lied to was Tara, but that doesn’t matter now. She’s gone forever, forced to flee and change her identity. Without Tara to center him, Flynn spirals into a wasteland of depravity, his world blurring into a haze of sex, drugs, and alcohol. He always said Tara was the only reason he had to do good with his life, and he’s determined to prove that.
I am a superstar.
Tara has enough money to be set forever, but she needs a stable life where she can raise the child she carries. She finds that in a sleepy mountain town and its local theater company. Even better, she meets a handsome widower who’s interested in her and ready to be a father again. With Paul, her dreams of easy, simple happiness could be a reality, even when complications arise in the pregnancy.
We are fated in the stars.
Tara is not destined for a quiet life. Without her sister holding her back, she shines too brightly. It doesn’t take long for Flynn to accidentally find out where she is, and he is dying without her. He must go to her, and he must save his child.
Tara has moved on.
Flynn will not let her go.
Tara and Paul are in love.
Flynn will do anything to get her back.
Heaven sucks way worse than Hell.
That’s Hazel Jubilee’s opinion. Her sisters both escaped Hell and scored hot new demon husbands, but Hazel has been imprisoned in Heaven for five months without any hope of release. She’s lonely, angry, and stir-crazy. If she had a frying pan, she’d bash in her poophead angel captor’s face. Again.
Mettle needs to impress the Archangel Gabriel to get his dream promotion, and Hazel’s stubborn refusal to cooperate with him is making that impossible. His new assignment investigating a string of murders seems promising, but his hopes are dashed when he finds at the next murder the fallen angel Abnegation, who’s already saved one Jubilee sister’s life.
Mettle’s now stuck with both Hazel and Abnegation, and he doesn’t have enough prison cells for them. He needs to keep them separated to get the truth of how they’re related, what they know about the murders, and why Hazel can resurrect the dead even though she’s human. She’s a weak human, and Mettle’s never broken his three-thousand-year old vow of abstinence. He figures she’ll be the easiest prisoner to contain in his own home.
In three thousand years, Mettle has never been more wrong.