Twenty effing years I’ve given my fans, my agents, my band members—everyone but me—what they wanted. I gave them everything I had.
But I can’t anymore. I’m dead inside. There’s nothing left to give.
Until I see her. The girl wearing wings. White. Angel wings.
She turns to me and her eyes find mine. And a blast of electricity rips through me. And I feel it. I feel the music like I haven’t in years.
I don’t know a damn thing about her. At least, I don’t know things that don’t matter. Her name. Where she lives. All I know is that she has somehow ignited that fire in me again.
She’s my angel. My siren. My salvation. Mine.
There’s only one problem—she doesn’t know it yet.
Warning: This book contains one OTT, stuffed-to-the-brim-with-tropes plotline, plenty of hot, sexy lovin’, and sticky-sweet romance. New to Avery Kaye? You’re in for a real (sizzling, uber-cheesy) treat! Keep some cool drinks close…and your significant other closer. You’ll need both. Not new? You know the drill! Enjoy!