on January 3rd, 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
From New York Times bestselling author, Kristen Ashley, comes the long-awaited story of Daisy and Marcus, Rock Chick Reawakening. A prequel to Kristen’s Rock Chick series, Rock Chick Reawakening shares the tale of the devastating event that nearly broke Daisy, an event that set Marcus Sloane—one of Denver’s most respected businessmen and one of the Denver underground’s most feared crime bosses—into finally making his move to win the heart of the woman who stole his.
One of my absolute favorite series by one of my absolute favorite authors. I can not imagine any other way this story could have been any more perfect (except maybe a full length novel LOL). I have always wanted to hear more about Daisy and Marcus’ story, not only how they got together but a bigger peak into what makes them, them- and of course Kristen Ashley did not disappoint.
“Daisy, where am I gonna put sparkle? she asked, staring down at her mostly nude body. “Glue gun the shit outta some and put it over your coochie, girl”
Daisy was such a typical Rock Chick in that she fought against what Marcus knew he wanted and would have eventually one way or another. Marcus was everything I knew and expected him to be. Sweet, scary, sexy and mysterious are a few of many words that come to mind.I never thought I could love these 2 any more than I already did, but I do- I so so do. We got the general story of both characters that we both expected but there were so many unsuspected surprises too.
“Your laugh sounds like bells,” he whispered
I enjoyed the snippits and cameos of other characters from several of KA’s other books- its always gives me the warm fuzzies visiting with old friends. And as we have come to expect- it was all tied up nice and neat in a pretty bow, giving us that glimpse of the future in Rock Chick land.
“Who’s that tall, dark drink of handsome water?” I asked Ashlynn, my eyes on the tall man with broad shoulders and fabulous suit who was sauntering out of the club in the manner of a man who owned it.
In the manner of a man who owned anything he wanted.
“Don’t go there,” Ashlynn answered.
I looked to Ashlynn.
She shook her head. “He’s hot. Knew a girl who’s had him and I’ll repeat, he’s hot. Took her out four times. All to fancy restaurants where she had to buy fancy dresses and shoes. And he gave it to her good at the end of the night, and I mean real good, the way she described it. He also, like, opened the car door for her and everything.”
Opened the car door for her.
“Ended it with her giving her a gold bracelet,” Ashlynn carried on, recapturing my attention. “Pure class.” Her look got intense as she stared into my eyes. “And he’s trouble.”
I glanced to the door that he’d obviously gone through because he’d disappeared, then back to Ashlynn.
Ashlynn didn’t answer that question.
She just shook her head again and declared, “He wouldn’t date a stripper anyway. Like I said. He’s class.”
I felt my mouth get tight.