"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

The entity's footsteps on the rickety staircase were heavy, but not menacing. And although the intervals between the steps were slow, it didn't sound like the person was being cautious. By the sounds of things, they were simply physically tired, like a person coming home from a long day of work. As soon as the entity came into view, Atticus instantly understood why. 


He looked like a man in his late sixties, but Atticus knew that he was actually centuries older. With a big, bushy grey beard and round, brown eyes, he looked extremely human in nature. A long brown coat hung down past his knees, and a tartan flat cap sat perched over the top of his very round head. Like Frances, he had a pleasant, wholesome presence, with the additional air of someone who had seen the whole world several times over. 


[6] Left Behind