Two seconds. That’s all the deal cost Lilly Anderson. Two seconds of an ordinary life, bargained away in a frozen subway car to stop a bullet she never saw coming. There wasn’t time to read the fine print.

No one warned her that two seconds on Earth buys an eternity below.

Maxwell—a copper-eyed devil in a bloodstained suit—didn’t drag her down to damn her. He took her because she’s a Magus: angel-blooded, and the one fragile thing standing between the Fallen and the ash they’d make of his kind. He’s buried every woman who came before her. He fully expects to bury her too.

What neither of them expects is the wanting.

But he’s patient, cruel, and the most beautiful monster she’s ever been afraid of—and the wanting comes anyway, slow as a lily opening in the dark.

So when something far older than the devil offers Lilly a way home? She should take it. Hell is the last place anywhere in existence she should want to be, after all.

But God help them both, that’s starting to change.

It may just be the thing that kills her.