It's just the end of the world
Jace Monroe is just trying to survive. Between his grueling double shifts at a downtown diner and a late-night cleaning job at a crumbling theater, he barely has time to breathe-let alone dream. Life in the city is unforgiving, and being young, broke, and gay in a world that rarely makes space for softness has left him guarded and exhausted.
Then he meets Lucien.
Tall, magnetic, and dressed like sin itself in a leather jacket and a crooked smile, Lucien crashes into Jace's life-literally-on a rain-slick street corner. Their connection is instant, electric. Jace feels seen in a way he hasn't in years. But Lucien is no ordinary man. He's a demon returned to Earth, tasked with igniting the apocalypse. And Jace? He's the spark that could either damn him or save him.
As the world begins to unravel-fires in the sky, shadows that whisper, cities crumbling-Jace must confront the truth about Lucien, about himself, and about the strange, terrifying love blooming between them. Because sometimes the end of the world isn't the end at all. It's the beginning of something far more dangerous.
And far more beautiful.
*Note, this is in short chapters and not perfect. But I enjoyed the story.
