Hell's Son

The problem with being born with expectations is the failure to live up to any. Christopher might be the antichrist, but taking over the world and leading the minions of darkness sounds like a lot of work. And while slacking is a sin his supposed dad Lucifer approves of, his lack of goals is a problem. Personally, Christopher would rather just work hard enough to make ends meet - and maybe buy a six-pack. But fate is conspiring against him.

Destiny is calling Chris, yet someone forgot to give him an instruction manual on conquering the world. Being the Antichrist is all well and good, but how is he supposed to know how to bring about Armageddon? He's still waiting for his army of minions, the glory, the riches. And where is the respect? You'd think any woman would be ecstatic at the thought of marrying the future ruler of the world. Not Isobel.

The antichrist is supposed to rule the world, but Chris kind of told the ghost of his father-in-law he’d rather have the love of his wife. And he’d meant it...at the time. However, Chris was born with a destiny. He is the prince in waiting. The Destroyer of Nations. A failure with no magic, no armies, and now, no longer even a psychotic mother he can call upon. Is he destined for a mundane life? Good thing fate has other plans: plans that include him becoming Hell’s king.