I’ve been fighting my own demons for most of my life. The alcohol seems to numb the pain, but it never makes the nightmares go away. All I want in life is a little peace. When I met my angel it felt like I found it, but there is so much standing between us. Why does she have to be so young…?
The Demon’s Angel…
Meeting Drake was the best thing to ever happen to me. I found my friend, my soul mate. But he lets my age stand between us. There is something that haunts him, and I selfishly want to be the one that helps him conquer his ghosts. If he would just let me in, let me closer, I think I could help him…
My head snapped around at the sound of that voice, and I was sure that my heart stopped in my chest when I met the whiskey colored eyes of an angel. Her long, midnight black hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Her brown-amber eyes were huge in her beautiful face. She had plump lips that were almost bee stung and a nose that was tipped at the end. The angel was tall, her waist long and slender, but she had curves that made my body ache to hold her against me.
This angel was young; I would say no more than twenty-one…Layla introduced the angel. “Lana, this is Jesse and that’s Drake. Guys, this is my seventeen year old sister, Lana.”
Seventeen. Seventeen. SEVENTEEN!
The number bounced around in my already throbbing head, and I thought I was going to go mad from it. No! Not seventeen. She had to be older. I couldn’t be attracted in a seventeen year old girl.
“It’s nice to meet you, Lana,” Jesse said as he stared at the angel.
I was fascinated by the pretty pink that flooded her cheeks. “Yeah, you too,” she murmured and glanced at her sister. “Layla, can you help me with something in the bathroom?”
The sisters left us alone in the living room, and Jesse dropped down on the sofa beside of me. “Dude, you look pale.”
I wasn’t surprised. I think I had actually felt the color drain from my face when Layla had said the word seventeen. I felt sick to my stomach for an entirely different reason than the ones that I had woken up to.
Excuse me while I drool over the schmexy rock star Drake Stevenson….member of Demon’s Wings. This boy is damaged goods with a wicked past and he uses alcohol to deal with it all. He has it all, fame, fortune, groupies….so why is he so unhappy? Drake is haunted by his memories and his regular nightmares, although he tries to chase them away with the booze (Jack Daniels being his go to) they don’t stop.
Enter Lana….the dark haired beauty with a voice that catches his attention before he even sees her. She is the sister of Layla, a friend of the band, and they will be moving into the guesthouse of the Demon’s WIngs mansion. Lana is smart and witty and is not a groupie in any way. She could care less about the fame and the money and Drake is drawn to her….except for the fact that she is only 17 and he is 31! Lana has also had a troubled past that she has learned to deal with. I love how strong she was and how determined she was to do good in school and make something of herself.
I enjoyed reading about how their relationship as friends grew. We are given the story from both of their POV’s and we get to see how each of them really feels about the other. Drake wants, no make that NEEDS, more with her (and has even been drinking less) but he knows that nothing can happen because she is so young. Lana loves having Drake in her life but definitely wants more of him. They spend so much time together and things began to run deeper.
“I felt like if I didn’t see him every day, or get a dozen texts from him, I would go insane with this all-consuming love inside my heart. As hard as I tried to keep reminding myself that we were just friends, my heart refused to listen.”
“Oh, fuck! I was in love with her. I loved Lana. Not as just a friend, but I really loved her. It was new to me, and I was still determined that I wasn’t going to touch her – at least not until she was older.”
The sexual frustration in this story was intense. They both wanted each other, more than anything. When it finally happens everything goes downhill. They don’t talk about what is wrong and Lana runs away to school in NYC. It was nice to see a strong female character that was able to make a choice to leave the man that she loves and move on with her life….although I did think that it sucked because she loves (loved?) him so much and I really wish she had stayed. Seeing each side of their story I was really rooting for them to work it out. Drake was amazing with the lengths he went to to do right by Lana, even if it meant being without her for a lllooonnngggg time.
My heart felt every emotion as I read, the love, the hate, the fear of losing your soul mate, and the heart-break that goes along with it all. I do love me a rock star love story
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