Not a meet-cute. A matchstrike. Lucifer Morningstar thought he was hunting a prophecy: find the woman, plant the seed, jumpstart the apocalypse, and earn his way out of exile. Banished in mortal skin, he hides as the shadow-owner of The Revel, Las Vegas’s most decadent sin palace… until her. Evie Grace is pink hair, combat boots, and eyeliner sharp enough to cut a lie in half. She came to Vegas to forget. The last thing she needs is the man in the black suit who watches her like he’s trying to remember. He shouldn’t touch her. She shouldn’t want him. But their attraction ignites, reckless and consuming, and every kiss feels like a song Lucifer has sung a thousand times… and can’t remember now. Angels are circling. Hell is whispering. Lilith is counting the minutes. And memories are surfacing, humming with a truth sharp enough to split the universe. What if everything was a lie? What if Lucifer wasn’t cast out for ambition or vanity… but for loving her? He’ll burn Heaven to the ground before he lets it take her again. The First Sin is a sin-drenched, myth-laced romantasy of forbidden heat and celestial war, where the greatest blasphemy isn’t pride. It’s love.
