Twenty year old Alex Sinclair comes from an old money Atlanta family. Blue blood practically runs through her veins, but she is a far cry from the typical society debutante. She is more Nephilim than Southern Belle. A brutal attack by a creature who is no longer supposed to walk the Earth leaves Alex nearly dead and bleeding out on a dark street. It brings Chase Vincent into her life who ends up being both her savior and her new partner in the The Society. His easy nature, scorching looks, and ethereal sapphire eyes have an immediate enigmatic pull on her. He craves her as much as she craves him, but Alex is determined not to fall for Chase or to allow the swoon-worthy, high-wattage, dimpled grin that has no doubt charmed many before her into his bed to work on her. She knows that getting close to Chase will inevitably result in her losing her heart to him, which she refuses to let happen. The people that Alex love have a nasty habit of ending up dead because of her.
Despite her best efforts she finds herself falling for Chase, which is made all the more frightening by the fact that more of the same creature that attacked Alex exist and are beginning to flock to Atlanta. The prophecy that was foretold at Alexβs birth is about to come to pass. Heaven and Hell are both gearing up for the final fight that will determine who gains dominion over all of humanity and the world it lives in. Alex will be at the center of the war between the Archangels and their Brethren counterparts. The prophecy says she will die before the end of it, but not before making a choice that will tip the scales in favor of one of the sides. From love will come death. It is the part of the prophecy that bothers Alex the most and makes her no longer sure what she fears moreβthe fallen angels rallying to take over the world, the choice she might make that will end in their success, or the man she has come to love dying because she couldnβt keep her vow not to let him near.