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.