My motto—Let’s get this party started. My goal—staying alive.
Recently, I was given my own sitcom and my forties were looking fabulous. My dreams were finally coming true—were being the operative word.
Of course, just when I think I might have a grip on my newly discovered Demon status, it all goes to Hell. Literally.
I’ve gone from enemies-to-lovers back to enemies with the hottest Demon alive, who also happens to be the producer on my show. What I’d like to do is never see Abaddon’s stupidly handsome face again.
Too bad, so sad. I need his help. The evil whack-job Pandora has kidnapped someone who I love and adore. That’s not working for me. At all.
With a grenade carrying Succubus, an Angel with a penchant for blue lipliner, a Demon with bigger boobs than sense, and Abaddon on my team, I’m going into the Darkness to save someone I can’t live without.
I have no clue what’s coming next, but as an actress I’m not afraid to go method. I’ve already cried my river of tears and built a bridge to get over it. I’ll cross it as a badass as I face my Immortal enemy, because in my line of work, fortune favors the Bold.
