People call me all sorts of names—bad girl, black sheep, and my all-time favorite…Satan’s bride. I could blame the fact I’m a witch for my behavior, but the truth is I’m infuriating, arrogant, and stab-worthy.
Alex Remington is a hunter and everything I’m not—righteous, honest, caring. We used to have a thing, but that was before he learned I’m a witch and tried to kill me.
Eighteen months later, he’s back in my life and we have a deal; I’ll help him save his brother and he’ll disappear from my life for good. But karma can be a real bitch…
Alex is a righteous witch hunter. I’m a stab-worthy witch. We loved each other once. Now, we can’t stand to be near each other. It’s my fault. We are natural born enemies, after all. I had to help him save his brother from a psychotic voodoo priest, though. What can I say? I like Little Remington as much as I pretend to dislike Alex. Besides, he promised to never bother me again after that.
He kept his end of the bargain. I left my dubious life behind and started over. All is well. Until—
The truth about a deal with hell is revealed. I have to choose between the ultimate sacrifice or losing jerk-face forever. One will live, one will die. Who, solely depends on my selfishness
New York—October 1st, 2078.
Seventeen-year-old Eve Atwood had always been the good girl. She’d never questioned the Post-Apocalyptic Laws of the United States of America and for as long as she could think, she trusted President Pierce. But that was before she knew that he’d become the villain in the story of her life.
Now Eve’s best friend, Theresa Hamilton, is going to be executed during the A-Day celebrations and she knows damn well that it’s her fault. There’s nothing that she wouldn’t do to save her friend, even if it means joining the Godivas, a terror organization that fights for equal rights for women. Little did Eve know that, sometimes, when you fight monsters you risk becoming one.