Lillian Bell never believed in angels. She never believed in fate, either. But the night a man with broken wings falls from the sky and crashes into her life, bleeding and barely conscious, everything she thought she knew shatters. He calls himself Azrael. A name spoken like a curse, heavy with the weight of something ancient and unforgivable. His body is marked with celestial wounds, his silver eyes burn with secrets, and his very presence makes the air hum with something dangerous. Lillian knows she should walk away. She should never have brought him home. But she does. And with that one reckless decision, she finds herself thrown into a world she was never meant to see-a world where angels and demons walk among mortals, where Heaven is just as ruthless as Hell, and where the man she saved is being hunted by forces that could tear the world apart. Azrael isn't just any fallen angel. He was once the Angel of Death. And he is still dangerous. Because the longer he stays, the thinner the line between salvation and damnation becomes. For both of them. And when the truth about Azrael's past is finally revealed-along with the reason Lillian has always felt like something was missing inside her-she will have to make an impossible choice. Save him. Or let him go before their love destroys them both.