She works with the dead. He was brought in as one.

Ira Dela Cruz thought she had seen everything—runaways, criminals, overdose victims. But one night, a body arrives at the mortuary... still warm.

He wakes up on her table. Bleeding black. Eyes like fire. Voice like thunder.
He calls himself Seth—and he says she’s the one meant to end him.

Now cursed with a mark that brands her as the “Cradle”—the vessel for a demon’s dying soul—Ira finds herself hunted by creatures not of this world.
Every touch from Seth burns.
Every breath with him shortens her life.

But as shadows close in, and Seth’s memories unravel into something divine and tragic, Ira must decide:
Is he truly damned?
Or is she the one being led to damnation?