Court of Command

No mortal is supposed to remember when the angels fell. But I do

Julia

I’m scrounging for food in an abandoned Bel Air mansion when an angel catches me—and I try to kill him.

Instead of swatting me like a mortal fly, he strikes the ground with his sword... And I’m transported, wounded and alone into some sort of alternate reality.

There must be some reason the archangel—all gorgeous, bloody perfection with massive wings and a deadly kilt—spared me.

No mortal is supposed to remember when the angels fell. But I do, and I’m marked with a secret that could turn the tables, and send this beautiful angel straight to hell.

Michael

Mortals who retain memories of Before are eliminated. I should eliminate this one, too. But something about her tugs at my very soul. So I’ve decided to keep her.

When I discover she’s a pawn, I discover something else about her. She may be mortal, but she’s not weak. And I’ll fight to my last shred of power to save her before her sanity—and her life—are torn from me.