For a decade, I've hated the supernaturals who owned my world. I hunted them. I killed them. And now, in the most grand twist of fate-I am bonded to one of them. Oh, the irony. Being a supernatural bounty hunter isn't exactly a popular job. But after the magic wars, there aren't many things a human can do that will put food on the table. Thankfully anything my right hook can't handle, my guns can. Or so I thought. When a demon summoning runs awry, the being that comes into this world changes everything. I'm not sure if he's truly a demon or a god, but one thing I do know is that he's after me. I'd like to see him try. I've got a promise to fulfill, and I'm not backing down. The only way out of this is his death or mine, and I'll do anything to survive. Even if that means making a deal with the devil.