They say there's no rest for the wicked, and New Orleans never knew how true that was until I came to town.
Nobody told me that when I entered the transition, the very gifts of my demonic lineage would be used against me.
Nobody warned me that the flames of Hell would burn from within.
Or that I'd be driven to lust and madness, my chaotic magic becoming more wild and unruly than ever before.
The only way to save myself--and the world--was to give t.
Infernal desires: queen of the damned book three, paperback/Kel Carpenter
