Devil's Shadow — Percival Constantine

Everyone's got a dark side.

You may know me as a dangerously handsome, effortlessly stylish half-demon Luther Cross. That part remains true, but everything else has changed.

There's a war brewing between Heaven and Hell. My only concern is staying off angel radar, but with a power vacuum in Chicago's supernatural underworld, I'm looking at a full-blown demonic turf war--one that will most certainly bring the angels down from their clouds.

That would be inconvenient for me, to say the least. If I'm going cover my own ass--meaning put a stop to this--I'll need some help. Unfortunately, my ally of choice is a centuries-old demon who isn't doing jack for me unless I first do something for her.

And that, well. That's going to piss off a lot of powerful people, including some I once called friends.