I'm Raven Holt, stealing through New York’s shimmering alleys. Things fall apart once a cursed pendant links my spirit to Zane Cinder, the half-demon who shattered my faith long back. If he goes under, I’m not far behind. Each time he touches me, fire surges through my veins - sickened longing mixed with raw craving the moment his claws graze my flesh. It’s more than just a curse - Talia Vex, sharp-tongued and always one step ahead, siphons our power to fight her brother, Vexor Malice, on her own terms. Getting loose means tracking down his spellbook across shadowy bazaars and rotting safehouses, while hellhounds snap close behind, every turn a gamble. Every clash draws me in a little more. His intense gaze lingers. Warm air brushes my skin, lips smashing in secret when the world looks away. What started as rage bends into something sharp, unpredictable. In a place where spells hum under shiny skyscrapers, could we break the spell before Talia turns - or will the blaze that fights the shadows end up eating us too?