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Tori Karacis knows it's going to be a bad day when she wakes to two shocking realizations. One, she's in bed with a very naked Apollo, having lost her struggle to resist her attraction to him. Two, she still has her wings. Not dinky little fairy wings, but full-scale, cover-'em-with-a-trenchcoat bat wings. Apollo suggests consulting the Gray Sisters about the wing problem. Those cannibalistic, psychopathic oracles who-even with only one tooth and one eye among them-manage to see too much. For one thing, they've foreseen a Rapture, zombie-apocalypse, biblical-plague, hellgates-busted-open end of the world. While the Sisters are perfectly cool with death and destruction, the thinning of the human herd doesn't sit well with them at all. They'll help Tori. All she has to do is save the world. Tori and her team trace the origin of the plagues to New York City, which is under quarantine and martial law (as if that would enough to stop the influx of gods and gorgons, dragons and demons). But as death threatens from the outside, betrayal lurks within Tori's circle of friends. And nobody is safe. Nobody.

Tori Karacis is back in L.A., glad that she matches her passport photo again, thanks to a tattoo that controls her gargoyle wings. Her newest case doesn't involve gods or an impending apocalypse…just garden-variety murder.Jessica Roland's suspicions began when her brothers returned from Egypt eerily different. The terror kicked in with the ritualistic murder of her parents. Her real brothers would never have done such a thing, yet their guilt seems indisputable. Is it the Curse of the Pharaohs? Some kind of brain-eating bacteria?At the scene of a second attack, there's evidence it's the work of Set, the god of chaos, who should have been locked away long ago. And hello, there's a new arrival. Neith, a warrior goddess who's got the hots for Tori's ex, Nick Armani.In theory, that shouldn't cause Tori any problems. After all, she's involved with Apollo-yes, that Apollo. Still, it's a bit much for Neith to ask her for seduction advice! Meanwhile, Set is gaining strength, chaos starts leaking all over the place, and L.A. is a powder keg set to blow.

Tori Karacis's family line may trace back to a drunken liaison between the god Pan and one of the immortal gorgons. Or…maybe it's just coincidence that her glance can, literally, stop men in their tracks. While her fear of heights kept her out of the family aerobatic troupe, her extreme nosiness fits right in with her uncle's P.I. business.Except he's disappeared on an Odyssean journey to find himself. Muddling through on her own, she's reduced to hunting (not stalking, because that would just be weird) brass-bra'd Hollywood agent Circe Holland to deliver a message…only to witness her murder by what looks like the Creature from the Black Lagoon.Suddenly, all of her family's tall tales seem believable, especially when Apollo-the Apollo, who's now hiding out among humans as an adult film star-appears in her office, looking to hire her. She knows the drill: canoodling with gods never works out well for humans, but she's irresistibly drawn to him. Maybe it's her genes. Maybe not.Given her conflicted feelings for one hot and hardened cop, it's a toss-up which will kill her quickest. The danger at her door…or her love life.