Wednesday, November 5, 2014

BOOK REVIEW - ROCK CHICK RENEGADE by KRISTEN ASHLEY - ROCK CHICK # 4 - CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE

By: Kristen Ashley
Published By: Kristen Ashley
Released : Available Now
Details: Paperback from library, 441 Pages

RATING: 5 SHEE-IT STARS!

Blurb: Goodreads

Jules has got a score to settle against the drug dealers of Denver. Vance has made it his mission that Jules won’t get dead while dishing out vigilante justice. Jules doesn’t have time for romance, she’s too busy saving the world and she enlists Zip (the gunstore owner), Heavy (an ex-PI) and Frank (a mysterious recluse) to help.

The Rock Chicks of Fortnum’s Bookstore get involved to provide romantic advice and guidance, none of which Jules accepts at first. The Hot Bunch of Nightingale Investigations adopt Jules as one of their own. Even though Jules tries to hang on to her inner Head Crackin’ Mamma Jamma, the Rock Chicks; Hot Bunch; Jules’s long-suffering Uncle Nick; Jules’s friend the rotund, African-American, Jackie-O wannabe, May; and especially Vance will stop at nothing to wear her down.

But Jules makes some bad guys pretty angry and one is dedicated to taking her out. Vance and the Hot Bunch have to pull out all the stops to keep her alive. At the same time, Jules and Vance learn the true meaning of home but once they find this precious entity they’ve been searching for all their lives, will Jules’s enemies tear it away?


BOOK REVIEW by Michelle: 


The little bits of Vance Crowe we got in the other books in this series always had me wanting to know him more and now I got my chance.

WOW! Humma! Humma! 

Vance is a most sexy guy and he is just like his other band of merry sexy men, The Hot Bunch, when he sees the woman he wants, he just takes control of inserting himself into her life.

Vance is prone to breaking and entering and Juliet Lawler aka THE LAW is who he is intent on entering.

Pun intended!


Then I stared at him.

Damn, but he was good-looking. Native American coloring, straight, black hair pulled into a ponytail at the back of his neck. He was about three inches taller than me, with a fantastic body, dark brown eyes, thick lashes, unbelievable bone structure, high cheekbones and a square jaw. It should be a crime to be that hot.


This installment had a different feel to it. I liked this feel, for a change. The Rock Chicks come into play, but Juliet can hold her own without these chicks and their shenanigans. Juliet's character opened up another group of characters and story line that could almost have been a spin off.

The Law is a vigilante by night and a social worker by day. She has her reasons for being on the street at night playing havoc with drug dealers. She is a strong kick ass chick.

Enter Lee and the hot bunch who get involved as the plot thickens.

Daisy is back strutting her hair do and stilettos.

Tex was a lot more subdued in this installment, but he does seem to steal the limelight when he gets excited about a new chick and what shenanigans she brings his way.

Never a dull moment and that is how Tex gets his kicks.


“What’re you havin’?” Tex boomed at Vance.

“Sorry, but I was next.” The male customer at the front of the line, clearly having a death wish, spoke up.

Tex’s eyes cut to the customer and his brows drew together.

Um.

Yikes.

“Oh yeah? You are?” Tex asked the customer.

“Uh...yeah,” the customer answered, now sounding not so sure even though he was standing at the front of the line.

“You a badass motherfucker who hunts down drug dealers at night?” Tex went on.

The customer stared at Tex, then he stared at Vance, then he stared back at Tex.

“Er...no,” he replied.

“You a badass motherfucker at all?” Tex continued.

The customer looked at Vance. Then he looked at Tex. The customer had thinning sandy-brown hair, was an inch or two shorter than me, was wearing a suit and was perhaps ten pounds underweight. He was no badass motherfucker. He looked like an accountant.

The customer decided belatedly to keep his mouth shut.

“That boy is a badass motherfucker. Badass motherfuckers get their coffee first. It’s a rule at Fortnum’s. You become a badass motherfucker, you get to go to the front of the line. You got me?” Tex declared.

The customer nodded, perhaps the only thing he was able to do, which I figured was why he didn’t turn around and leave.

Tex turned back to Vance. “Now, what’ll it be?”




“That’s the best goddamned seat in the house,” Tex explained to Indy, cutting into my thoughts, “and Law’s sittin’ there.”

“Tex...” Indy began.

“No lip!” Tex slammed down Nick’s cappuccino next to my special and the foam sloshed over the sides. Then he looked at me. “Sit!”

“All right, we’re sitting,” I said, smiling at him, hopefully placatingly. “Calm down, big man.”

Tex glared at the next customer, the unfortunate who’d opened his mouth. “She’s a badass motherfuckeress. She’d kick your ass soon as look at you. You’ve clapped your eyes on The Law. Count yourself lucky, sucker. Now, what’ll it fuckin’ be?”


Bahahhaaaa. Tex makes me laugh so hard.

We get introduced to some new characters, Zip, Heavy, Roam and Sniff. I’m looking forward to seeing what Kristen does with Roam after learning about him more in this installment.


“Zip, let me...”

“And you got the Nightingale Boys backin’ you. Christ Almighty, girl. Those boys’re crazier than you.” His eyes went beyond me. “Fuck, is that Indy Savage?” Zip asked, staring at Indy.

“Yes...” I began.

“Oh no. NO, no, no. I don’t want Lee Nightingale on my ass. You are not draggin’ her into this. She’ll recruit Chavez’s woman and Nightingale’s sister and it’ll be the Rock Chick Renegades against the Denver Drug Dealers. I see rivers of blood and pissed-off bad boys denied their pieces of ass and they’ll come after me. No fuckin’way, I won’t be a part of it.”


I LOVE hearing Zip say , shee-it. Bahhahaaaa.


Annd...

Then there was Luke...again.

“Babe,” Luke said low.

I opened my eyes and looked up.

He’d reclined on the couch and I was tucked into his side, my back against the couch, my head on his chest.

“Bed,” Luke said.

I nodded.

We got up and he walked to the door taking me with him, arm around my shoulders. He stopped at the door, kissed my nose and looked at me a beat. I bit my lip.

“Jules,” he said.

“Yeah?” I answered.

He stared at me a moment before answering. “I was playin’a game,” he told me.

It was my turn to stare at him. Somehow that hurt and I didn’t need any more of that. I had way, way too much of that.

“Now,” he went on, “I don’t know what the fuck I’m doin’.”

Oh my God.

Luke's book is up next and I am tapping my foot waiting for my reserve number at my library to come around...again. Somebody didn't pick it up from the mobile unit...or they diddled it. Don't blame them really , it is Luke's book. But! They could have diddled it after I had read it. I had to go in and see my good librarian and get her to check on what the deal was. She said she needed to do some emailing and then I should be up next...unless it got diddled. 

THEN...I am sending Tex in to sort out that mother&^%$$!! if they diddled it. Should have read it when I had it in my hot hands a couple months ago.

Lesson learned.

Highly recommend this AWESOME hilarious and sexy series to anybody old enough to read hilarious shenanigans and uber sexy Alpha males.

Nuff said.

Michelle






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