Not Your Average Hot Guy

by Gwenda Bond

The romantic mood has officially left the mausoleum.

I shouldn’t be excited about going to Hell.

“You guys weren’t involved with all that nonsense from her, right?” “Wouldn’t touch it.” Porsoth shudders.

But it’s the border to cross to where I have to go, apparently, because of MaHGA (Make Hell Great Again), Lucifer’s new travel rule.

“Did I ask for your advice? Men are used to the entire world being kind to them. Anything else is a corrective.”

“Now you’re beginning to understand what being a pawn in the games of Heaven and Hell truly means. You will never be the center, Callie. The story will always be about the men. You’ll only be a casualty.”