Prologue
One kiss. One curse. One salvation.
Arielle Voss was born to fight demons, not crave them.
Sharp-tongued and burning with sacred fire, she's a rising star in the holy order—trained to cleanse, to banish, to believe. But when a forbidden exorcism goes wrong, she finds herself soul-bound to the last being she should ever touch.
Riven is no ordinary demon.
He is cold. Calculated. A prince forged from darkness and death.
And to him, love is a myth—something mortals invent to soften the void inside them.
So when he asks her, "If I rip open your heart, will I find it? If I cut your throat, will it bleed love?"—he means it.
She should hate him.
She does.
He mocks her faith, questions everything she clings to, unravels her soul like it was always his to own.
Yet every time he nears, the fire in her gut turns wicked.
Every time he speaks, her holy resolve trembles.
Their bond is a curse.
Their touch is blasphemy.
And yet the only thing more dangerous than their hatred… is what they're starting to feel beneath it.
In a world where love is her only salvation and his deepest curse, one kiss could damn them both.
He was never meant to feel love. She was never meant to fall.
Cause
To love a demon is to burn holy.