In a world where humans and supernatural beings coexist — not always peacefully — three things can bring everyone to the table: Love, a mutual enemy, and, of course, food.
With seven brand new stories from the Demonica universe, New York Times bestselling author Larissa Ione has the love and enemies covered, while celebrity Southern food expert Suzanne Johnson brings delicious food to the party.
And who doesn’t love a party? (Harvester rolls her eyes and raises her hand, but we know she’s lying.)
Join Ares and Cara as they celebrate a new addition to their family. See what Reaver and Harvester are doing to “spice” things up. Find out what trouble Reseph might have gotten himself into with Jillian. You’ll love reading about the further adventures of Wraith and Serena, Declan and Suzanne, and Shade and Runa, and you’re not going to want to miss the sit down with Eidolon and Tayla.
So pour a glass of the Grim Reaper’s finest wine and settle in for slices of life from your favorite characters and the recipes that bring them together. Whether you’re dining with angels, drinking with demons, or hanging with humans, you’ll find the perfect heavenly bits and sinful bites to suit the occasion.
From the Reaver/Harvester short story:
“I can’t believe we’re going to be on TV.” Harvester, whose given angelic name was actually Verrine, grinned at Reaver as they waited for their cue to join Suzanne on the set of her cooking show, Angel in the Kitchen.
“I can’t either,” he muttered. “The producers of this show must be insane.”
Harvester blinked at him, but her wide-eyed innocence was as fake as the fruit in the bowl next to them. “I don’t know what you mean.”
She knew exactly what he meant, but he played her game and explained. “Viewers believe the people on this show are human actors playing characters. So if one of us, for example, you, goes off script, it could put not just the show, but all of Heaven’s carefully laid plans, in jeopardy.”
“You worry too much.” She reached up and gave him a playful love tap on the nose. “You’re so not the angel I fell in love with all those thousands of years ago.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
Her voice went low and smoky, a tone she usually reserved for the bedroom. Or for when they were in public and he couldn’t do anything about the arousal she stirred up in him.
“Oh, no,” she purred. “I love what you turned into even more.”
They’d had a long, hard road to get to where they were, but every agony they’d been through had been worth it. And there had been a lot of agony, some of it at each others’ hands.
Most of it, actually. Like back when she was evil and she’d collapsed a mountain on top of him. Or the time she’d kept him chained and drugged after sawing off his wings. Or when he’d tried to kill her once or a dozen times. But really, who was counting?
A lighted sign came on, indicating that filming was about to commence. Everyone hushed as Suzanne greeted the audience and introduced her first guest, Harvester.
This was going to be interesting. The hold-your-breath-in-anticipation-of-disaster kind of interesting.
Harvester, dressed in a sleek black pantsuit with a peek-a-boo red bra and matching high heels, strode onto the kitchen set, and after a little introductory banter, she and Suzanne settled into the business of cooking.
“So, before we get started,” Suzanne said, “I’d like to ask about your own background in the kitchen.”
Harvester smiled. “I don’t have much. My mate does most of the cooking. Honestly, I don’t even understand that. We can eat out anywhere in the world, after all. Why spend time in the kitchen?”
“So you aren’t one for a personal touch, then?”
“Oh, don’t misunderstand me,” Harvester said brightly. “I’ve made revenge food. That’s very personal.”
Suzanne’s eyes narrowed. “Is that why you asked for this episode to feature spicy food?”
Harvester’s smile turned as black as her hair. She might be a fully-restored Heavenly angel, but eons spent in hell had given her a wicked sense of humor. “Absolutely.”