Review: The Devil’s Metal by Karina Halle

Goodreads Description:

It’s the summer of 1974 and 21-year old Dawn Emerson has only three things she wants to do: compete one last time in the Ellensburg Rodeo, win back her ex-boyfriend Ryan, and become the best damn music journalist at Central Washington University. But all her plans are left in the dust when she’s contacted by Creem magazine to go on the road with one of her favorite groups, the up-and-coming metal band, Hybrid.

At first the assignment reads like a dream come true. Not only will Dawn land some much-needed credibility as a female music journalist, but she’ll finally get to experience life from the other side of the stage, and maybe crack the drunken, enigmatic code that is guitarist Sage Knightly. Instead, Dawn finds herself on an aging tour bus filled with ego-maniacs, band politics and a whole lot of sex, drugs and rock n’ roll. When monsters start showing up in dressing rooms and some of Sage’s groupies become increasingly strange and dangerous, Dawn discovers the band is not only going places – they’re going straight to Hell.

And Dawn has a backstage pass.

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The Devil’s Metal is the first book in a two-part New Adult Horror/Paranormal Romance and very (very!) loosely based on the author’s exploits as a music journalist. Hell comes in different forms.

Why did I pick this?

Actually, Karina Halle very nicely sent me an ARC of this book to be a beta reader. Unfortunat.ely, at that time, I was having some family problems so I was unable to read it when she first sent it to me. I felt really bad. But when the actual book came out I bought it and devoured it.

What did I think?

Karina Halle has the natural ability to write a story that is both beautiful and creepy. The Devil’s Metal is exactly that. I was completely immersed in the story and the time. I love the 70’s and I love Halle’s writing….a perfect match really.

Every character is not what they seem and are completely deep. Dawn is a young woman on the verge of being a full woman. Not only that but a woman in the journalism business in the 70’s? Yea she pretty much kicks ass in my opinion.

Halle has a wonderful way to make the atmosphere come alive while you’re reading. Her words just keep you entranced and makes you feel like you’re there.

Dawn is offered an unbelievable chance to be a music journalist with the band Hybrid. It’s one of her favorite bands and she (almost) jumps at the chance to do it. Would you pass up an opportunity to hang on a tour bus with 4 hot guys with loads of sex appeal? I wouldn’t. LOL

But Dawn doesn’t know what she’s actually into and how far deep the band is until some unnatural things start happening. You can’t read a Halle book without the creepy factor sliding in there. I love her for it.

While I was reading, I kept having small flashbacks from Almost Famous. But with demons…..of course. LOL And much, much better!

This entire book is a wild and groovy ride and I didn’t want to get off. The entire story was very well written and you will eat every word that comes off these pages.

I will say this…there is some sex. Some steamy, hot, sweaty sex. So I won’t condone that anyone under the age of 18. I had to pause for a few minutes to collect myself and cool off. LOL

If you haven’t picked this up yet, I highly suggest you do so!

Favorite Quote:

There was something deliciously romantic about being in the dark of a moving vehicle, feeling a virile man’s arm brush against yours, his hip flush to your side, as you watch the city lights move past. Detroit wasn’t burning but my heart was starting to, licks of flames that threatened to one day consume me.

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