Series: Devil's Reach
Published by Limitless Publishing LLC on 03/27/2018
Genres: MC Romance, Romantic Suspense
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Also in this series: Trigger
I thought the light would bring redemption. Salvation. But it only brought the Devil to my doorstep. My demons are breaking through, and the reaper is moving closer. My weakness has been exposed, and there's only one person who can calm this hell...
I broke a promise to myself, and now I'm paying for it. I don't want to be here. I don't want to be a part of this hell. But I don't have a choice...
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Demons by J.L. Drake is the second book in the Devil’s Reach series and is not a standalone. Trigger must be read first. What a wild and crazy ride this book was. I was sucked in and consumed by this story. I need the next book now! That ending. Wow! I am loving this series hard!
Trigger is not a hero. Not by any means, but man could I not help but love him. His demons continue to weigh on him, but we see him begin to open up to Tess, be it very slowly. And Tess. Tess is everything. Though she is so broken, she is strong, determined and willing to take chances and makes demands. We get more of her background this time around and my heart just hurt for her.
There is so much going on in this story, which tends to be the case in any MC story. There was drama and angst between Trigger and Tess, inside the MC and of course their enemies, known and unknown. Tess wants more from Trigger, but Trigger may not be that kind of man. When Tess is in danger, can Trigger save her in time or will he get caught up betrayals?
This series! I am loving it, even as the angst kills me! The intensity was taken to a different level in this book. Again, I loved how it was raw and gritty and held nothing back. This is a must-read for all lovers of MC books. I was consumed and cannot wait for the next book. That ending!
Author: J.L. Drake
Series: Devil’s Reach
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release: March 27th
Cover Designer: Deranged Doctors Design
Cover Model: Josh Mario John
Photographer: Lane Dorsey
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Silence fell. The only things screaming were the demons inside my head. My anger rose rapidly.
“Jace!” I barked. “Clean this shit up.”
He and the newest prospect, Rich, started to push the human waste down the industrial drain with a shovel.
Blood dripped from the tips of my hair and ran down my face. I grabbed the razor we used to skin the heads and moved over to the mirror. I gathered the hair in the center of my head and lifted it up then buzzed the sides.
I left the mohawk long.
I flipped my hair out of my face and spun around to face my men. They seemed unsure what to think.
“Like the new look.” Rail said, trying to break the tension.
Gus nodded in agreement, but I caught him glance to where Morgan stood off to his side.
“Fuck, I would give my left nut to have Tess back,” Rail muttered to Brick.
Brick remained silent, which was good, as I was moments from flipping my fuck switch.
I grabbed a bottle of whiskey on my way out and stuck it in my saddlebag before I kicked my bike to start the engine. The air was cold and whipped through my hoodie as the smell of the rain to come made memories come thick and fast about the last time it poured.
Her lips shivered, but her eyes told me she had a lot more fight in her.
“I’m fine.” She pulled the joint from my lips.
I shook that thought from my head and turned down a side street. I cut the engine and found Mud outside his surf shop.
“Evening.” He grinned when he saw the bottle dangling from my fingers. “You want to keep going?”
I nodded and removed my hoodie and tossed it on
the table, but carefully laid my cut on the leather couch away from the mess.
He motioned for me to take the chair. I flopped back and looked up at the naked posters that littered the ceiling.
Mud lit a joint before he spoke. “This new?” He pointed at his head.
“You want a glass?”
I wiggled the cap off with one hand and drank the neck before I set it aside. Mud huffed with a grin, and smoke poured out of the corners of his mouth. He tapped his phone, and The Black Keys’ “Lonely Boy” played through shitty speakers. I eyed him, curious if it was meant for me, but he just clicked the machine on and went to work on my pec.
I focused all my energy on the needle that drilled tiny pinpricks into my flesh, but sadly, it didn’t last long. The pain subsided, and I was left with my demons gnawing on my memories.
Nolan was nowhere to be found.
Check out Book 1 in the Devil’s reach series, TRIGGER
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