WARNING: This novel contains explicit language, sexual situations, and is the story of an addict. This material is intended for a mature audience.
"My name's Jag Steele. I’m the lead singer and guitarist to the band Pandemic Sorrow, and I have a drug problem. Well, I mean it's not really a problem – unless you count the fact that I almost made my heart explode from all the blow I shoved up my nose a few weeks back..."
That was my introduction during my first stint in rehab. I'm messed up. If you asked anybody who I am there’s a list they will go down: Famous, rock star, legend, drug addict, womanizing man-whore, but if you asked me, I wouldn't have the first idea of what to say, because I don’t know who Jag Steele is. Really, I’m living every other damn person's dream, and all I want is reality.
Roxy Slade, that girl was my reality. My brutally flawed and beautifully broken reality. And she hated everything I stood for. To her I was just one of “those guys”, and she’d rather be buried alive with poisonous snakes than give someone like me a piece of toilet paper to wipe their ass with. Brutal. Life. Is. Brutal. And it is just a giant pain, which is why I chase after anything to make it numb, anything that can fill this void. I just want anything that can make me not feel. I just don't want to feel.
We were shells. Everybody's broken, chipped, damaged, and we just have to find the one person that can accept our flaws and love them, the one that can take the ugliest part of us and paint something beautiful with it.
Jag the book was a good read. Jagger or Jag as he became on stage was an ordinary guy who got swept away with fame and fortune when he became a rock-star, lost his high-school girlfriend along with his morals.
Jag became addicted to women,drink and drugs.
Roxy was a girl who just wasn't blinded by his fame or charm, it was no secret Jag was an addict and having lost her brother to the same addictions Roxy had no time for him despite her younger sister being a huge fan.
Roxy's attitude towards Jag was the thing that attracted her to him, Roxy was real in a world of false.
I would like to say Roxy became Jag's new addition but it wasn't a fairy-tale romance and it got painfully real before it got better, Jag had been an addict for years.
I liked Jag, I liked the characters despite how messed up they were, the plot I thought would of had more punch if it was a shorter read and contained less dialect. There was a lot going on prior to Jag meeting Roxy with Jags partying, drugs,women, his time with the band. I kinda got the gist, this is were it could of been shorter and it was losing me up until he met Roxy.
A good story that doesn't skirt around the edges, it's straight up in your face gruesome details of the sex,drugs and rock and roll lifestyle told in Jag's pov.
Jag does leads to a hea and is a standalone in a series.