Dar helped his foster sister become the ruler of Hel, and helped her free the enslaved humans from the elves. It’s about time he helped himself – to a fun week of mayhem in the Windy City. Collapsing a few buildings and corrupting politicians is an ideal vacation for a demon in Chicago, but Dar didn’t count on a beautiful angel sabotaging his fun and putting him to work.
Asta is an angelic enforcer, scanning for demons in her assigned territory and sending them to an early grave. Unfortunately, the latest trespasser from Hel has diplomatic immunity – but immunity doesn’t mean she can’t coerce him into helping her track and dispatch the powerful demon that’s been cycling in and out of her radar for the last few days.
Demons are the sworn enemies of every angel, but Asta must learn to trust Dar or the dark presence that is growing in Chicago will spread – and this particular enemy has the skills and knowledge to send human civilization back to the dark ages.
She has one week left as an enforcer before she returns to her heavenly home – one week to catch an elusive monster, and one week to safeguard her heart from the demon who is determined to seduce her to sin.
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Dar was bored. The thought froze him in his tracks.
I’m too young for this. Boredom was a death sentence for his kind, usually only striking ancient ones or those melancholy plague demons. He was still young, just over a thousand years old, and an odd combination of destroyer and deceiver – demons not usually prone to ennui. Yeah, he got the blues occasionally, especially when some sappy song came on the radio or the deli was out of corned beef, but not like this. Never like this.
It was that damned immunity. Somehow all the things that had made his life fun had gone away once he no longer feared an angel would decapitate him and turn his remains into a pile of dust. Beating the shit out someone during an armed robbery lost all appeal without the life-threatening aspect. What he wouldn’t give for an angel swooping down on his head right now. What he wouldn’t give for a little adrenaline-fueled chase through the city.
He felt the angel’s energy signature sweep over him, watched the celestial being soar down Michigan Avenue with a shadow of dark wings. The humans ignored the oversized bird overhead, but every demon within five blocks wouldn’t have been able to miss that energy signature. Silly things. Dar wasn’t sure whether it was pride that made them announce their presence like a bullhorn, or just an inability to be stealthy. Whoever this angel was chasing would be long gone by the time she arrived. A better method would have been to teleport as near her prey as possible. Her flying around like a superhero wasn’t going to nab her anything.
Shame to let all her effort go to waste. Maybe he should give her something to chase? Something to almost catch before he slipped away into the darkness. It would be fun, and if the impossible happened and he got cornered, he could always break out his household mark and reveal his immunity.