The Devil’s Metal (The Devils Duet #1) Read Online Karina Halle

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Devils Duet Series by Karina Halle

Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 109925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)

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(The Devils Duet #1) The Devil's Metal

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Karina Halle

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My name is Dawn Emerson and I just scored the job of my dreams as a music journalist: going on the road and writing about my favorite rock band Hybrid as they tour across the USA. This means sleeping on the infamous tour bus, being backstage at every single show, and getting a rare interview with the enigmatic guitarist Sage Knightly (whose sexy poster has been on my bedroom wall for years).
Only things aren’t getting off to the best start. Sage may be a muscular legend of a rockstar but he’s grumpy and kind of an asshole (despite the intense sexual tension between us that he doesn’t seem to notice), and the band’s mysterious manager keeps thwarting my plans to publish an insightful piece of journalism.
Then things get dark and twisted when monsters start showing up in dressing rooms and some of Sage’s groupies become increasingly strange and dangerous.
You see, Hybrid is a band with a secret. They’re not only going places – they’re going straight to Hell.
And I have a backstage pass.
Books in Series:

The Devils Duet Series by Karina Halle

Books by Author:

Karina Halle


The Devil’s Metal was first published in the fall of 2012. I remember finishing it feeling like I’d spent two weeks on that dusty tour bus with Rusty and crew, and I was quite surprised to see so many readers having that same experience. This book sinks its meaty, music-loving hooks right into, with all the unnerving creepiness, scares, and slow-burn sexual tension to boot.

A year later, I wrote the sequel, The Devil’s Reprise, and both books were picked up by Diversion Publishing, a small press. Paperbacks and audiobooks followed.

The books remained in their control until 2021 when I got the ebook and paperback rights back to this beloved series, which I believed never really got a chance to shine.

This paperback and ebook version may have some typos in it and for that I apologize (I’m using my original file, not the one they published). It may also have some errors pertaining to the 70’s, something that happens no matter how much research you do (and I did A LOT, I still have a whole shelf devoted to books I used during my lengthy research period for these books - might I recommend ‘Let it Blurt: The Life and Times of Lester Bangs’ by Jim Derogatis).

I wasn’t able to use the old covers, so I ended up designing the covers for these books….ironically, I also designed the original cover too!

You can still purchase the audio from Audible (the narrator does a great job), though the listing is separate on Amazon (and has the old artwork).

Thanks so much for deciding to take a chance on this unique horror romance series. If you end up loving it, please consider leaving a review on Amazon. IF you left a review for the old versions, please consider leaving it again as the review is no longer on Amazon.

Thank you! Rock n roll and enjoy the show!


“Are you ready to rock and roll!?”

Melanie’s voice boomed through the barn causing a group of pigeons to take flight from the dusty rafters. Moonglow raised her head back in annoyance and gave me the eye. As a flighty Arabian horse, she was never too impressed with Mel’s approach.

“I’m ready!” I hollered back and quickly finished brushing down Moonglow as she stood uneasily in the crossties, her weight shifting from one leg to the other.

In seconds, a boisterous Mel appeared beside me, a thin sheen of sweat on her dark brown forehead.

“How the hell could you even be riding in this weather?” she asked, words popping with energy. She was returning Moonglow’s wild-eyed look and I couldn’t help but snicker at their exchange. It was Mel versus horse and Mel usually won.

“I have to practice,” I reminded her, wiping the sweat from my face. I probably deposited a million white horse hairs in its place. Even though Mel was obviously bothered by the oppressive heat that swamped the Kittitas Valley in late July, she still looked insanely hip and bitchin’ (as she liked to say). Me, on the other hand, well let’s just say I looked like I belonged in a stable.

“I know you have to practice,” she said, tearing her eyes off my horse and ducking under the crossties, “but the concert starts in an hour and…you’re…”

She trailed off and gave me an unimpressed squint as she looked me up and down, deciding to finish her sentence by plucking a few strands of hay out of my unruly hair.

I snatched them out of her hand and flung them onto the concrete floor.

“I’m fine,” I told her quickly and gave Moonglow a few more quick brushes down her legs. I was going to put her away slightly sweaty which was never good, but Mel was right. I was a mess and I had a concert to cover. I’d always made a point of looking as natural and professional as possible at shows just so people wouldn’t think I was some groupie. Still, being covered in sweat and horse hair wasn’t a good look either, even for rock and roll.

“If you say so,” she said and crossed her arms. The movement pushed up her breasts in her low-cut scarf top. Mel was totally tight with the whole groupie term. Then again, she wasn’t the one trying to make a career for herself in the music industry. She just loved rock—and its men—as much as I did and made one hell of a fine partner in crime for live shows.

I gave her a dismissive look and took Moonglow to her stall, locking her in just as a rumble of thunder shook the ground.

“It’s a bit early in the season for thunderstorms,” I noted as we made our way out of my father’s small barn. The air was ripe with electricity, and a mess of dark gray clouds loomed on the rolling horizon, spilling down the brown hills like dust bunnies.