Kingdom of the Wicked (Kingdom of the Wicked, #1)

by Kerri Maniscalco

Man had a funny way of blaming the devil for things he didn’t like. It was strange that we were called evil when humans were the ones who enjoyed watching us burn.

I loved escaping from reality, especially during times of trouble. Stories made everything possible.

In the end, the monster we feared didn’t come from Hell. He came from privilege.

and I was feeling bad about potentially banishing a demon to Hell. Where he lived and ruled. Probably happily. In the height of demonic luxury. With fire and brimstone and an orchestra of the screaming souls of the damned.