“A soul for sale! Cheap!
A soul, indeed, was being sold. For mere pennies!
In its place, I could have been—if it weren’t for that mysterious husband who ran away from our wedding a month ago.
In fact, it’s hard to call it a wedding, and I’ve never even seen the husband.
But I did see a seductive stranger who, in the most brazen way, stole my kiss—and then got me a job.
It would all be fine… but working as a librarian in the world of demons?! No, thank you. I want to go home!”