Juggling a happily ever after can be harder than it appears, especially when it requires a fallen angel who is my soul mate, a hunky kitten shifter who stole my heart, and a darkly delicious vampire who’s like that piece of forbidden chocolate you just can’t resist.

Add in a precocious litttle lady, who is totally spoiled rotten-not surprising provided Nana and Poppa were Mother Earth and the Devil-and my life was a never-ending series of dramas, foot stomping, yelling, and tears. By me.

I never knew being truly a grown-up could possibly be so much damned work, which explains why I decided we needed a vacation. But obviously, as Lucifer’s daughter, that didn’t turn out as expected. Right now I’ve surely got to figure out if my bathtub is big plenty of to get a hunky merman-and is there room in my heart for just one more?

Contains mature themes.