No one knows who they are or where they came from: seraphim—immortal warriors who wield sacred fire capable of burning down even what has never burned before. With a single effort of will, they can bring grace. Or doom.
They say they are messengers of the Creator and are meant to save our world. But personally, I don’t believe it. There’s too much darkness in their eyes. Too deadly is their breath.
Or maybe I’m just too biased against my future husband and his circle? In any case, checking the truth of rumors and my own assumptions is not the best option.
But it’s the only possible one. After all, you want to live…