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368 pages, Hardcover
First published June 9, 2015
“We are endless, Nina. We are legion.” The demon stood straighter and frowned, as if my lack of a reaction disappointed her. “We outnumber the grains of sand on the beach, the drops of water in the ocean. The seas in hell rage with us, rising and falling in waves, cresting and crushing one another. We bleed and moan and starve, yet we cannot die. We think of nothing but escape, yet there is nowhere to go. Nowhere but here. And for every one of us that breaks through, anchored in your world by the souls we devour, there are thousands still waiting, begging, fighting for the chance. Every time one of us fails in that endeavor, another will rise to take its place. You. Cannot. Win.”This was a surprisingly good read. Initially, I wasn't too sold on the whole dystopian-America-turned-Puritan-society, but I didn't have much trouble with suspension of disbelief because the book itself was so enjoyable and fun as a whole.
“The Day of Great Sorrow.” Her face paled, and she chewed in solemn silence for several seconds before elaborating. “The day the number of stillbirths officially surpassed the number of live births. A day of mourning the world over. The Day of Great Sorrow led to the realization that the well of souls had run dry, which led to the discovery of demons among us. Which then led to the Great Purification, undertaken by the Unified Church, and the dissolution of all secular government in the Western Hemisphere. Right?”Well, the future of the United States sucks. Demons decimated (and still is decimating) most of the world, we discovered that there were souls! But the souls are in limited supply. Thanks to the discovery of demons, the Church is like "HA! We told you!" and now has all the power, and as a result, we're ass-backwards into the days of the Puritans. Purity is prized, your life is controlled, you need permission to do pretty much anything, and if you're unlucky, they'll sterilize you when you're a teen if you're seen to be a potentially unfit parent. Life is really, really awful.
“Fine. Take it off.”It won't be this way forever, Nina has decided to devote her life to the church, just so she can protect Melanie...but like most things in life, things don't happen as planned. For one thing, Melanie made a big mistake.
My teeth ground together as I unbuttoned my blouse. I closed my eyes so I wouldn’t have to see him, but I couldn’t avoid hearing the way his breathing changed. The way his inhalations hitched, his exhalations growing heavier and wetter with each button that slid through its hole.
“Take it off,” he repeated when I reached the last button.
Eyes still closed, I let the material slide off my shoulders, down to my elbows. His feet shuffled on the concrete floor, and I squeezed my eyes shut tighter. A second later, his fingers were there, greedy and eager. They pushed at the remaining material, shoving my bra up, squeezing, pinching.
I let it happen. I had no other way to pay.
“Please don’t say ‘Fornication is a sin.’ ” More tears rolled down her swollen cheeks. “I know fornication is a sin. Please don’t be mad at me right now, Nina. I need your help.”As if life wasn't bad enough, her sister's pregnant, Nina gets attacked by a demon, and then next thing she knows, she's running for her life with the church, demons, and pretty much eeeeeveryone on her ass.
I had no home. I had no clothes except what I was wearing. I had no food except what belonged to Finn. I had no information except what had come from him. And I had nowhere to go and no one to trust. There was nothing left. Except Finn.But it doesn't look like she has any choice. Nina is not helpless. She has powers of her own, powers that are yet to be discovered. And together, Finn and Nina and their team are going to kick some demon ass.
“The degenerate from this morning was only the first. More will find you, and you can’t take them all on by yourself. You need us, Nina. You need us every bit as much as we need you.”
Mutated and emaciated, they formed a rough line facing ours. I counted ten. Some stood, too tall and angular, as if they’d somehow been stretched. Others squatted, a complication of limbs and joints that seemed to be put together all wrong, from mismatched human parts.This book was so much fun. The romance was so light, the main character not a twit, and not constantly distracted by fluttering hearts and feelings.
I feel like my life is a book, and someone turned the page before I was ready, and now I can’t follow the story.


















"If I was about to die, I wasn't going to go out face down in the dirt"
"Take it off,” he repeated when I reached the last button.
Eyes still closed, I let the material slide off my shoulders, down to my elbows. His feet shuffled on the concrete floor, and I squeezed my eyes shut tighter. A second later, his fingers were there, greedy and eager. They pushed at the remaining material, shoving my bra up, squeezing, pinching.
I let it happen. I had no other way to pay.