Drummer As President of the Satan's Devils MC I can have every and any woman I choose, and do. That's how I got my name. But I'm happy with the variety, I know I'd never find a woman my equal to be my old lady. Then I meet her, on the road to my compound, standing beside a goddamn Vincent Black Shadow, one of the most iconic bikes of all time. When she tells me she's Viper's daughter, I know she has to be lying. There's no way he's fathered a child, not one of her age, it's just not possible. I can't deny an attraction to her, but if she's who she says, she's the one woman I'm unable to have. I can't go against a brother. Sam Trouble, I've found, comes in many forms. Trouble in the shape of the surly president of this MC who just wants me gone. Trouble in that my father denies our relationship, and the trouble that's followed me the fifteen hundred miles I've ridden to come to find my surviving parent. And when my past catches up with me, I need the protection of the MC to keep me safe. I've never been a girly girl and not particularly interested in finding a man. But then I've never met anyone like Drummer before, and trying to fight my attraction to him might be my biggest battle of all.

Raising the Devil reveals how the Christian Pentecostal movement, right-wing conspiracy theories, and an opportunistic media turned grassroots folk traditions into the Satanism scare of the 1980s. During the mid-twentieth century, devil worship was seen as merely an isolated practice of medieval times. But by the early 1980s, many influential experts in clinical medicine and in law enforcement were proclaiming that satanic cults were widespread and dangerous. By examining the broader context for alleged "cult" activity, Bill Ellis demonstrates how the image of contemporary Satanism emerged during the 1970s. Blaming a wide range of mental and physical illnesses on in-dwelling demons, a faction of the Pentecostal movement became convinced that their gifts of the spirit were being opposed by satanic activities. They attributed these activities to a "cult" that was the evil twin of true Christianity. In some of the cases Ellis considers, common folk beliefs and rituals were misunderstood as evidence of devil worship. In others, narratives and rituals themselves were used to combat satanic forces. As the media found such stories more and more attractive, any activity with even remotely occult overtones was demonized in order to fit a model of absolute good confronting evil. Ellis's wide-ranging investigation covers ouija boards, cattle mutilation, graveyard desecration, and "diabolical medicine"—the psychiatric community's version of exorcism. He offers a balanced view of contentious issues such as demonic possession, satanic ritual abuse, and the testimonies of confessing "ex-Satanists." A trained folklorist, Ellis seeks to navigate a middle road in this dialog, and his insights into informal religious traditions clarify how the image of Satanism both explained and created deviant behavior.

Slick Like the rest of my brothers, I'm devastated when disaster hits the Satan's Devils MC. Shocked and angry, there couldn't be a worse time to be contacted by the woman I'd briefly made my old lady, only for her to run the moment things got too tough. She'd left me with no explanation, and in my book that was enough to cut her out for good. When she finds herself in trouble Prez makes me go see her and offer my help. But only on the condition she knows what was once between us will stay dead and buried. There had been no good reason for her to run, had there? Ella I didn't run from Slick, I ran from his club, only to find the world outside their protection can be just as dangerous. And now, to protect my little sister, I've no alternative other than to ask Slick for help. It's not good timing, the Satan's Devils have just lost one of their own. I understand why Slick wants to keep his distance, I 'd hurt him when he'd put everything on the line, acting out of character and claiming me as his old lady. A gesture I'd thrown back in his face. But I'm not the same woman he first met. There are things he doesn't know.