Glittering Feather
How hard could angelic parenting be? I had no fudging idea.
You’d think, with the best birches in the universe and four smoking hot angelic soulmates on my side, I could help raise one Celestial child without too much fuss.
But when the “child” is a slightly demonic teenage criminal, intent on destroying the realm to get what she wants, with an immortal canine accomplice the size of a Clydesdale, fuss doesn’t come close.
Fiasco is more like it.
