Blaze-Lupine
Blaze Morvane lived fast, died stupid, and woke up in Hell with a smirk.
A lustful, lighthearted wolf turned hellhound with pink hair over one eye, grey and white fur, and a knack for bad choices, he never thought the afterlife would include dive bars, demon gigs, or a hellhound with a death glare that could level buildings. But when he lands a job at I.M.P., he finds himself partnered with Loona-snarling, guarded, and infuriatingly unforgettable.
Loona doesn't do partners.
She doesn't do feelings. And she *definitely* doesn't do Blaze. But mission after mission, banter becomes tension... and tension becomes something that scares them both more than Hell itself: real connection.
From awkward team-ups to drunken dances at Gluttony's hottest club, from dumpster mornings to whispered songs in the dark-two broken souls learn that maybe home isn't a place.
Maybe it's a person.