Holy Hell
Carter Lathan is nineteen, raised in an uber-religious household, and gets the guilts when he even thinks about approaching a guy who might be willing to bend Carter over. So when he finds a book that guarantees to help him summon such a man, it’s a no-brainer.
Okay, so he can’t find some of the weirder ingredients and has to make substitutions, he can’t read Latin to save his life so he makes something up… The spell won’t know, right?
Wrong.
Beez is nearly seven feet tall, with red skin, a kickin’ tail, and horns. Alcy has freaking wings. And they want Carter to choose between them.
But after a lot of talking—and other less cerebral activities—with the men… demon… angel… whatever… Carter decides he doesn’t want to choose—he wants both of them. Alcy and Beez are definitely not down with that. How would it look on their resumes? No, he has to choose, and if they have to show Carter what they can each offer him, that will help him decide once and for all.
Won’t it?
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