Sammael--call him Sam--was an angel once. An angel of
Death. But the dispassionate, watch-from-above thing just
wasn't working for him when it meant watching evil
torture innocent souls day in and day out. It might have
cost him his wings, but these days he gets to apply the
direct method on the bad guys. Problem is, what's making
his life difficult is a bad girl. . .
Seline O'Shaw needs protection, and with the hounds of
hell on her tail, she's not going to quibble too hard
about where she gets it. Sam's virtue is questionable,
but he's smoking hot, massively powerful, and owes her a
favor. So what if she's getting a little case of angel
lust? There are some damn deadly sins after her hide. . .