Ever held a seance and accidentally trapped a demon into marriage? No takers? Just me? Crap.

Marriage is my idea of hell, at least until the day an unfairly hot demon shows up in my apartment and drags me to actual Hell—as his wife. I’d honestly rather have a root canal without sedation than marry anyone, least of all a surly—even if damnably attractive—demon, but I’m bound to the contract stupid teenage Me made with Azazel when I accidentally summoned and trapped him into marriage, to be consummated if I were still single at twenty-five.

I’d forgotten all about it.

He hasn’t.

And now he’s here to claim me.

Neither of us is thrilled about this marriage-of-inconvenience, but what I hate even more than the idea of being married…is being ignored. So when Azazel intends to simply park me out of sight and mind at the other end of his estate in Hell, I make it my newly eternal life’s mission to be as much of a real inconvenience for him as possible.

It’s all fun and games, until I find a soul that shouldn’t be in Hell, stumble smack-dab into the middle of a demon family feud…and the banter between me and Azazel turns so hot it might consume me.

After living in Hell for a year, I might have to amend the saying “Hell is other people” to “Hell is other people’s family.” Specifically, my dear demon husband’s family, AKA my infernal in-laws. Even more specifically, Lucifer, my grandfather-in-law.

In a revelation surprising exactly no one, Lucifer really is a mean-spirited, nefarious, hateful mothertrucker, and for reasons beyond my control, I am bound to him with a vow of silence about a juicy little secret he’s been keeping—from Azazel, my beloved demonic spouse. Which puts me between a rock and a hard place, and I don’t mean between the wall and Azazel’s magnificently muscled torso. That one, I wouldn’t mind.

I’m notoriously bad at keeping secrets. Given the non-existent filter between my brain and my mouth, no one’s more impressed than me that I haven’t spilled the beans to Azazel yet. I can only credit the paralyzing fear of what Lucifer would do to me if I broke my vow to him. But I’m just barely keeping it together here. All it would take for me to crack is a crisis that short-circuits my brain and I’d probably sing like a canary.

Thank goodness my life is boring AF and nothing ever happens here in Hell to throw me off kilter.

Oh, wait…

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Author’s Note: Till Heaven Do Us Part is the second installment in the Infernal Covenant trilogy. This book ends in a cliffhanger, for which the author is really sorry.* Book 3 will likely be released in early 2024. While complaints about the cliffhanger won’t make the author write faster, production speed may be increased by sending her copious amounts of coffee.**

*not really

**or kind messages of support

Being a newly minted demon with some shiny black wings of my own should be a dream come true. I mean, I’m back in Hell, I’ve got power, I’m not a lowly human anymore, this could be the start to happily ever after with my boo Azazel!

If only it weren’t for that little snag…that Lucifer claimed me for himself.

Not in that way, ew, get your mind out of the gutter!

More like he directly conscripted me into his service, and there’s nothing anyone, including Azazel, can do about it.

Though he sure tries.

As it turns out, Lucifer orders me to go on a special mission for him, one that might reunite him with…you know who. Or so he believes.

I have my doubts. Just as I have some serious concerns about the state of Lucifer’s rule in Hell. Major late-Roman-empire vibes here.

And as much as I despise that mothertrucker of a devil, my health and safety are now tied to his power, and if his rule fails…

Yeah, it’s not looking good.

I never thought I’d one day fight on the side of Lucifer, but I just might have to–unless I can find her first.

All’s Hell That Ends Well is the conclusion to the Infernal Covenant series. This book is the end of Zoe and Azazel’s story and will deliver that sweet, absolutely deserved happy ever after for both of them!

**This is the third, but not the final book in the Infernal Covenant series. Note: There will be a fourth book that concludes the series.**

Being an angel sucks.

Well, a low-ranking angel, that is. Who'd have thought that one of the tasks in Heaven assigned to those not blessed with brain-melting power is shoveling unicorn poop?

Not me, that's for sure, although I don't even remember who I was as a human before being turned into an angel, let alone what I was thinking.

So, here I am, living my best, most boring angel life, trying to climb up a rank in the hierarchy so I can ditch my annoying roommate and get a suite of my own, not to mention that if I get promoted, I won't have to clean up unicorn crap anymore–which, by the way, is not made of sparkly rainbows. Much to my chagrin.

And then he shows up.

Looking all Tall, Dark, and Handsomely Mysterious, like he just strolled right out of a dream…and my world tilts sideways when I realize that might actually be true. I think I've been dreaming of him ever since I woke up as an angel.

His power feels so familiar. The things he does and says cause an echo of knowing deep within me.

Could I have seen visions of him before he ever stepped into my life? Or is there another reason I feel like I've known him for years?

While I'm falling for him…I can't shake the feeling that he could cost me more than my heart.

**This book ends in a cliffhanger.**