The Devil's Mark (Book 1)
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He's smart, he's sexy, he's the devil in disguise.
Lucifer Morningstar has ruled Hell since the beginning of time and now he's bored. A thousand years ago, he left the throne in search of the one thing he's always wanted...someone to love. Rejected throughout time and history Lucifer never gave up. Than on a cold's winter night in 1990, a newborn baby is brought into the world with the hope that Lucifer may have found the one.
For twenty-five years, Jason has always considered his life different from everybody else. Having been convinced that he's been given the gift of resurrection, Jason has died more times than he could care to count. But on the night of his birthday, a man in a suit arrives at his front door and steals him away from everyone he's ever known.
But while Lucifer is preoccupied with trying to win his mate's affection, Hell is becoming increasingly unstable. Time is running out for old Lucifer. Can he win the heart of a human he care's so deeply about or will he be turned down at the alter before the flood gates open and unleash Hell on earth?
Find out what happens when the Devil leaves Hell for the City of Angeles. Wealth, power, seduction. What's not to like when the man is drop-dead stunningly gorgeous and can provide to your every desire? Better watch out ladies and gentleman. The Devil is closer than you think.
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