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A brutally-hot philosophy professor, a brainiac newborn vampire, and a fortune-telling demon walk into a bar…The rift is open. That’s what Raisin Toast Ronan Bishop calls it, but in my head, it’s the hellmouth. I just wish it were vampires coming out of it. Vampires I can handle.But these demons are something else; something unknown, something unpredictable. Ronan’s got a demon database — and you know I love a database — but he needs help with the monster hunting. Which is a tad ironic, since...
