Invocation (Days of Iron and Clay Book 1)

There are three things I know without question. One, demons are real. Two, humans make awful mistakes that get them in demonic trouble more often than you'd think. And three, I'm the only one who can help them.

I straddle the line between the mortal and spiritual realms every day. People might think they're two different places, but they're not. They lay on top of each other. It's messy, and that's why so many people need my help.

Since I was little, I've been called all kinds of names—unusual, abnormal, even insane. Which is fitting since they keep throwing me in to mental facilities. I've been in and out of them my entire life.

But not matter what people say, no matter what I'm risking, I will always help those in need.

Because there's an endless war carrying on all around us, every minute of every day. One that can't be seen by mortal eyes. But I can see it, the spiritual battle for mortal souls, and I'm working to make sure my father is on the losing side.

My father—Astaroth, Satan's general—is why I can do this. He's why I'm not normal. I hear him, whispering my name at night, his taunts echoing through the spiritual realm. He's hunting me, and I know the day will come when I must face him again.

Every portal I open could be the one that finally pulls me back to Hell, and I wonder if I will be brave enough, strong enough, good enough to fight him.

My name is Samantha Catherine Lopez, and I am Nephilim. This is my story.