The Devils have returned with one goal: torment me. They hate me. Five years ago, I ruined their lives. It was an accident. Who knew one photo could cause so much damage? Now, I’ve been assigned as a photographer for The Devils’ Salvation tour. Personally requested. More like demanded. Just me and three vicious, sinful, rockstars bent on vengeance. If I want to keep my demons at bay, I’ll have to endure their hell. I’ll take whatever they throw at me. They can try and break me. But I’m already broken. And the torment they put me through only makes me want it more. Jax, Maverick and Ansel. The three devils on my shoulder. Tempting, taunting and punishing. If we keep going down this path… None of us are making it out of this tour alive.
Get ready to toss your panties on stage — it’s gonna get wild! My life was getting boring. Predictable. I needed to shake things up a bit, so my roommate helped me come up with a plan — we called it O.L.D. Operation Limp… Well, never mind about the ‘D’. Yeah, the limp part sounds yucky, right? Don’t judge — that’s just because of logistics. It’ll work out. O.L.D. is a big success. Everything went down without a hitch. Except for one teeny tiny thing. Actually, the most important thing. Ugh. So, it was a disaster. A beautiful disaster that changed my life. Boring and predictable were the least of my problems now.