Rock Chick Reawakening by Kristen Ashley

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Rock Chick Reawakening by Kristen Ashley

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Marissa Recommends
This book. THIS epilogue. I’ve always loved these 2 characters since they were first introduced in the Rock Chick series, and to finally see how they fell in love, gave each other what they dreamed about AND seeing a few characters from the other 8 books, it was so much more than I anticipated. Marcus is my new favorite Hot Bunch guy, the things he does for Daisy and says to her as he woos her… you will be swooning. I may have teared up a few times, smiled so big at Daisy’s sayings, and had such a big book hangover afterwards. I had to go do a reread of some favorite Rock Chick scenes to keep the happy glow going. And, now I’m smiling again thinking of that epilogue.

Adrian Recommends
I feel like I've been waiting FOREVER for Daisy and Marcus' love story. It was well worth the wait! You may think you know Marcus Sloan, you don't. Throw everything you think you know about him out the window. He's a typical KA alpha asshole through and through. *insert longing sigh here* In addition to Marcus and Daisy's first encounter, we also get to see the first time Marcus is introduced to Lee. THAT is worth the price of admission.

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Even though Rock Chick Reawakening is a prequel, it ends with the most perfect epilogue that only Kristen Ashley can bring us. [5/5 stars]

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Favorite Quotes

His grin became a smile I felt in my coochie.
“Can we make a deal that if I have forty-eight hours drama-free, you’ll consider banging me?”
“Now, go to bed, baby.  And if you do something while wrapped up in my sheets that I’d love, but right now knowing you were doing it would kill me, please be quiet.  I intend to be.”
“You don’t wanna fuck me,” I whispered.

“No, I don’t want to fuck you,” he bit off.

“You want to make love to me.”

“Yes, that what I want to do and that’s what I need you to feel when I do it.”

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Obviously, I’d decided to go out with Marcus.

He wanted to convince me we were meant to be together, he’d been kind enough to me he’d earned that shot.

But he was going to know what he was getting.

To this end, I was wearing my leopard print (or one of them). A skintight mini-dress that only went down to there. The back was scooped all the way out and the front was scooped to maximum cleavage potential (and with the maximums of my cleavage, this might be awe-inspiring to some; heck, it was my cleavage and it was still that to me).

I was going to pair this with my sky-high platform sandals with the black patent across the balls of my feet, open toes to show off the new fire-engine-red pedicure I’d given myself (along with the same in a manicure, but on my long talons, I’d added a curve of amber rhinestones all along one side of the outer edge of each ring finger). The platform and heel of the shoes were covered in leopard.

My hair was even more sky-high than my platforms. Teased to mammoth proportions at the top and sides, I’d smoothed that back and then curled the hell out of the rest of my tresses so they fell in soft, defined swirls from a high-rise at the crown all the way down my back (the bangs were blown out straight and brushing my forehead).

My makeup was how I’d do it if I was stripping, which was how I’d do it when I wasn’t stripping. My eyes weren’t smoky. They were smoke. My skin bronzed. The sides of my nose and under my cheekbones shaded. My cheeks a dewy tangerine. My lips a nude-y, super-glossed, glittering peach.

I had in bronze chandelier earrings that nearly swept my shoulders and were liberally dosed with black and amber beads. A bronze statement necklace practically covered my upper chest and I had so many dangly bracelets on, if Marcus got through the night without the noise of them tinkling driving him to murder me, he’d definitely pass an important test.



 About Kristen Ashley:

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.

Nothing’s changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.

And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.


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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 Sloan—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.





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About The Author
My first foray into the Romance genre came my freshman year in high school English, where the teacher had us all read books from several different genres. So, my first book boyfriend and PnR introduction, if you will, was Richard Merlin, from The Wizard of Seattle. Prior to that, I’d only read Fantasy or Sci-fi, with a little teen horror thrown in for angst. I was reading The Vampire Diaries decades before it was even a twinkle in the eyes of the producers. Now, I am addicted to PnR, always reading at least one book a week about vamps, wolves, angels, demons, Fae, or overall magic.