"Bentley Hellbourne is dead,"

Those words were echoed in the pages of history, celebrating the infamous demon's death at the hands of her angelic arch-nemesis. After eighty-five years of peace between Heaven and Hell, the world is finally getting used to its current state of balance. But when Bentley inexplicably comes crawling back from her grave to wreak havoc once again, the structure of the four realms instantly comes crashing down.

After reuniting with his formerly deceased rival, low-ranking angel Atticus pash de Ophaniel finds himself caught up in a wild tangle of adventures. From babysitting Lucifer himself, to discovering horrible truths about his own existence, Atticus is forced to acknowledge the trauma of his past. And in doing so, unearths memories of a long-lost friendship held between himself and the person he always thought he hated the most.

God's Gone AWOL

After eighty-five years of pointedly avoiding the affairs between Heaven and Hell, the last thing Atticus expected was to find himself standing alone and face-to-face with Lucifer. 


Of all the angels and demons across all four realms, why did it have to be Atticus? What made him even the slightest bit worthy of being in this particular place? At this particular time?? With this particular deity??? Why?!? Why couldn't it have been someone a whole lot braver? Like Bentley? Or ANYONE else other than him? He was already trembling in fear and the former bellhop had hardly even said anything yet. 


However, no matter how terrified he was, the angel couldn't run away. Not only because he had no idea how he would physically be able to escape if he tried, but also because he was already involved in the whole mess. He couldn't just take off. And he definitely couldn't leave Bentley —wherever she was— so the only choice was to stick around and face off with Lucifer himself. 


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