Crimson Oliver is a bad witch.
She's not wicked, but every spell she tries to cast goes awry in one way or another. After her last screw-up, the high priestess has threatened to bind her powers and turn her human for good.
Crimson's solution? Challenge the priestess to a battle of magic she can't possibly win.
Not without a miracle, anyway.
Enter hotter-than-hellfire demon Mike Cortez. He's a devil's advocate who can make anyone's dreams come true…for a price. He's had his eye on the seductive witch for a while, and Satan is in the market for a new assistant.
But Mike wants to date her, not damn her.
When he accidentally makes a deal condemning Crimson to an eternity of satanic servitude, they'll have to go to hell and back to outsmart the devil and save the witch's soul.
Ride along on a journey from the Big Easy to hell and back again in this fast, steamy paranormal romantic comedy!
What Readers Are Saying:
"I loved this quirky story. It was cute and hot at the same time." ~Amazon Reviewer
"I have laughed so hard that I've about peed myself at the antics of these well written and lovingly developed characters. " ~Goodreads Reviewer
"An adventure you don't want to miss." ~Goodreads Reviewer
Read an Excerpt:
“Are you sure you don’t have any angel in you?” Crimson asked. “That was a very good deed you did back there.”
Mike stopped walking and faced her. “Hasn’t anyone ever told you not to compare a demon to an angel? Say that to the wrong person, and hellfire will shoot out his horns, setting his hair ablaze.”
She paused, her mouth opening and closing a few times as she processed his words. “I’m sorry. Please don’t catch fire.”
He laughed. “I’m joking. Demons aren’t flammable.”
She narrowed her eyes, gazing at the top of his head.
“I don’t have horns either. See?” He tilted his head down and ran his hand through his hair. “You weren’t kidding when you said you didn’t know much about demons.”
“You’re the first one I’ve gotten to know. You are full of surprises, aren’t you?”
“I’ve got a few up my sleeve for when I get you alone, if that’s what you mean.” His eyes heated at the thought of all the devilish things he had planned for her, and he ran his hand down her back to give her butt a squeeze.
She laughed. “Now the demon is coming out. I’m not sure which side of you I like better.”
“Lucky for you, I’m a package deal.” He moved his hand to her hip, tugging her closer to his side. “You get both.”
“Ooh, a man on the streets, a demon in the sheets? I can’t wait.”
“Neither can I.”