Thursday, January 15, 2015


By: Kristen Ashley
Published By : Kristen Ashley
Released : Available Now
Details: Paperback from library, 486 Pages


Blurb: Goodreads

Ava hates men, she has reason and she’s vowed not only never to get involved with another one again but also to exact vengeance on her best friend’s, lying, cheating husband. Since Luke, Ava’s childhood crush, is now a private investigator, she thinks to enlist him but changes her mind at the last second.

Too late, Luke knows she’s up to something and he’s already seen many a Rock Chick try to fight her own battles without the Hot Bunch stepping in. He’s having none of it. She’s having none of him. The clash of the Rock Chick and Hot Guy begins but Luke’s got the advantage. He has handcuffs and he’s not afraid to use them.

BOOK REVIEW by Michelle:

I know every time I open up a Rock Chick book I'm going to be having a great time escaping into the shenanigans that are bound to happen.

Truly! There are always shenanigans. I love me some LOVE shenanigans.

I want to bust-a-move and rugby tackle these chicks out the road every time they fight the attraction that is inevitable.


Man, to be in the lives of these sexy as hell lads and their protective and direct ways.

Me caveman, you my chick, me use handcuffs if need be.

Once they set their eyes on you, no matter how hard you fight them, you are their woman.


Luke Stark you are a dream come true, you are badass, smokin’ hot and you would make any woman purr.

Lordy, the things you say!

Then he spoke. “ The next part you pay is letting me cuff you naked to my bed and you stay that way while I eat you ‘til you come, and then fuck you ‘til you come again.”

Holy shit,” I breathed aloud, which was a feat, considering the fact that my lungs had seized.

You and me sister! I think I just needed a bib to wipe my drool.

Ava Barlow, you have your reasons, but dayum, let that man handcuff you.


Ava has known Luke a long time, they lived across the street from each other...dayum girrrl!

Luke had always been a badass.

Two days after he moved in across the street I caught him in the alley smoking cigarettes. He was twelve and smoking in the alley, and at eight I thought that was way cool.

When he grew up, he drove muscle cars ( loud and fast) and motorcycles ( again, loud and fast) and sat in his Dad’s garage with the door rolled up, lifting weights. I watched this out of my bedroom window, and it was better than anything on television, believe you me.

He always had a different girlfriend and you could tell they were all easy, but a nun would turn easy at one look at Luke.

Shenanigans fill the pages. Tex and Duke know there is never a dull moment. I LOVE Duke's attitude. He just sits back and holds his opinion.

Mr Kumar! You little action man, you.

The Rock Chicks are never far from the new chicks shenanigans and their sidekicks.

I was introduced to the rest. A honey-blonde with green eyes and a fantastic smile (Jet). A dark blonde with blue eyes and a great outfit (Roxie). Platinum blonde that looked so much like Dolly Parton I thought she was Dolly for a minute, including the cleavage and a denim jacket with so many silver studs and rhinestones, she lit up the dim room. Her name was Daisy. The other black lady, older than the girls, with a Jacqueline Kennedy hairdo (May). And Glamour Girl (Jules).

Indy, by the way, was a tall, built, fantastic redhead, and Ally was tall, lean and gorgeous with shiny, dark brown hair.

Shirleen is hilarious, she claimed Ava, because May claimed Jules.

Then I called Shirleen as scheduled.

Shee-it,” she answered instead of saying hello. “ You still gonna do this?”

“Yes,” I told her.

She sighed. “I’ll be there in ten.”

I’d called her from Fortnum’s, and as she was my Rock Chick and Badass Motherfucker Courtship Mentor, she was bound by Rock Chick Law to help me (yes, it was weird, but at that point it worked for me).

... “I was getting worried. Nothing was happening. I thought maybe I got the Bum Rock Chick.

Tex! Nuff said.

He looked at me then he commented, “Darlin’, you’re shitfaced.”

I leaned into him. “Yeah. Isn’t it great?”

He shook his head and grinned but said, “I don’t mean to rain on your parade. You deserve a good night after a couple kidnappin’s, but you best be watchin’ your step. Your man ain’t likin’ what he’ seein’ and the atmosphere is gettin’ tense.”

I blinked at him. “My man?”

“Luke,” Tex told me.

I swung my head around and looked at Luke. He was watching me and it appeared Tex was right, he didn’t seem happy.

I turned back to Tex. “He isn’t my man.”

“Girl, it don’t matter you don’t think he is, he thinks he is. Therefore, in Badass Motherfucker Land, that means he is.

When Tex is on the scene he has no filter. I love his dialogue. I look forward to him popping up. I want to be a squirrel on his back along for the ride.

“Don’t look at me!” Tex shouted, if it could be believed, sounding even louder.” Jee-zus, huggin’ and cryin’ and badass motherfucker showdowns in livin’s rooms and takin’ a break from the action to have Sunday breakfast with your man’s mother, what the fuck?


I like Ren, he brought a little added spice to the story.

I stood there, the meat in a hot guy sandwich. Normally one would savor a moment like this, but the bad vibes flowing weren’t conducive to savoring.

Luke is a straight talker.

“I never expected I’d want you in my bed, but I always knew I wanted you in my life. The fuckin’ second you looked at my mouth in the office, though, I knew I would stop at nothin’ to get you in my bed. And I thought then, too, that for the first time in my life I might do somethin’ both my Dad and I would be proud of, and that’s bein’ with you.”

“This is the way it is for us right now. I know you fixed this place up, but I’m not givin’ up the loft so we’re gonna have to work somethin’ out about where we live, eat, sleep and fuck. We last, you’re gonna have to give up the Range Rover. They’re dangerous because they roll easy and I don’t like you drivin’ it. We go the distance, we’re havin’ a small wedding. I’m not fuckin’ dancin’. And I want three kids, all boys, but if we have a girl she’s not datin’ until she’s twenty-five, especially if she looks like you, got me?” 

Oh my.

All I can really say is if you have not started this series... bloody well get onto it. 


Also make sure you read them in order because there is so much enjoyment in reading them in order and learning the other characters.

Just sayin'.

Shee-it! Now I have to wait for my next two library reserves. 

*taps foot*


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