Disguises are second nature at this point, and I'm used to keeping my powers concealed. But when a lethal angel starts coming after me, my cover is blown. In my escape, I've found an unlikely ally in Adonis-the dangerously seductive angel of death. With him by my side, I'm going undercover again. I just have to pretend to be his simpering, idiot lover--while secretly collecting intelligence from a psychotic god of war. One I have to pretend to actually admire. If I don't find the info I need, I'm dead at the hands of a whole horde of angels-and the apocalypse really begins.