Double Down on Demons (Pandora's Pride, #1)

by Annabel Chase

“Caught your scent a few miles back and ran to catch up.” “Without even breaking a sweat,” I said, smiling. “And who says middle-aged men are meek and useless?”

Angels no more collected the good souls for Heaven than the devil tortured the bad souls in Hell. Humans had learned that lesson the hard way once the pit of despair opened wide and swallowed the world in a single gulp. I was glad I wasn’t raised to believe anything. The truth tasted more bitter with the sugar coating scraped off.

Are you familiar with the expression ‘know with whom you’re having the pleasure,’ Miss Wendell?” “No, but I can guess what it means thanks to the magic of context clues.”

“You need to stop wrestling rain clouds, Callie. You’ll never win. Be the sky and let them pass.”