Rock
From the brilliant mind of kendall grey comes the 4th
installment of the Hard Rock Harlots Series, ROCK! I’ve been
sitting on this review for quite a while, extremely excited for everyone to
read it, and it is finally live!!
WARNING: ROCK is a no-holds- (or holes-) barred bisexual,
polyamorous lust-fest for the senses. It contains GRAPHIC LANGUAGE and
EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEX. This book is not suitable for readers under the age of
18 or anyone expecting a realistic story. A strong stomach, an open mind, and
appreciation for over-the-top, egotistical characters are a must. Best read
after STRINGS, BEATS, and NOCTURNES.
If you'd asked me to describe myself a couple weeks ago, I'd have told you I'm Letty Fucking Dillinger--The Rock in your cock, the cream in your wet dream, the spunk in your junk.
I had everything a girl could want: A hot rocker boyfriend, fame, a nuclear cooter, a smart phone ... The whole damn world at my feet. I worked my ass off to get where I am, and I have no regrets.
But everything changed when she exploded on the scene with the mother of atomic bombs strapped across her chest. She's beautiful, talented, and holds the key to my future--my life as I know it--in her hands.
I hate her. I fucking hate her. Because she and her merry band of bitches made me do something I've never done before. They made me doubt myself.
Who am I? I'm not sure anymore.
If you'd asked me to describe myself a couple weeks ago, I'd have told you I'm Letty Fucking Dillinger--The Rock in your cock, the cream in your wet dream, the spunk in your junk.
I had everything a girl could want: A hot rocker boyfriend, fame, a nuclear cooter, a smart phone ... The whole damn world at my feet. I worked my ass off to get where I am, and I have no regrets.
But everything changed when she exploded on the scene with the mother of atomic bombs strapped across her chest. She's beautiful, talented, and holds the key to my future--my life as I know it--in her hands.
I hate her. I fucking hate her. Because she and her merry band of bitches made me do something I've never done before. They made me doubt myself.
Who am I? I'm not sure anymore.
My review
If ever there was a doubt that Kendall is a master of her craft,
then apparently you haven’t read Rock. Her brilliance shines through, on a whole new
level, and along with a smutty good time, you get a deep meaningful story that
resonates on so many levels. Kendall
gives you a piece of herself in every book, but this one….this one is so much
more personal, and I applaud her for doing so.
Letty and the gang of Killer Buzz Float are back in the 4th
installment of the Hard Rock Harlots series, Rock. Something life altering of sorts sets out to
throw Letty off her game and she struggles internally and externally to get
past it. She faces these challenges in
true Letty fashion, and while she may be down for a second, she gets up, puts
her a ss kicking boots on, and takes care of what is standing in her way.
Of course along the way we encounter the antics that we have come
to love this band of misfits for, lots of hot action, hilarious moments, and
two words. Birthday. Club. If you are a fan of the Hard Rock Harlots
Series, then you will without a doubt, love ROCK. It is my belief that it is the best of the
series. Kendall has out done
herself. If you haven’t picked it up
yet, I highly recommend that you do so!
Also it should be said that Rock needs to be read after you have consumed the first 3 HrH books, Strings, Beats, and Nocturnes.
Kendall Grey is the self-appointed past, present, and future president of the Authors Behaving Badly Club. A whale warrior and indie freedom fighter, she spends summers in the corner (usually with a dunce cap on her head) and winters hunched at the peak of Mt. Trouble, fiery pens of fury (complete with invisible ink) flying across the pages. She has a big set of cajones, and she’s not afraid to use them. In her spare time, Kendall speaks your mind so you don’t have to.
Kendall lives off a dirt road near Atlanta, Georgia, but don’t hold that against her.
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