Published November 18th, 2013
Bad Boy Rock Star - with such title (and such cover) how can you resist (having in view that I just asked you about your guilty pleasure in books – see Thankfully Naughty Hop)? Luckily for me (and for the series) I saw that volume two is in work. Why fortunately? Because Bad Boys Rock Star has some lines that for now remain wide open to explanation and consequences. But first things first.
Book beginning made me think of the movie The Main Event with Barbra Streisand and Ryan O'Neal in which a rich “less teenage” girl gets to have a single asset: the "rights" over a boxer. The author, however, seeks and largely succeeds to refresh the subject and make it attractive to the younger generation.
Narrated in the first person, the story shows us how Hannah thinks. She does not hide behind fingers and we can see how she feels and how she changes, and that may be useful to others.
Our heroine has much to face. The transition from the bank cards dependence to financial independence is full of potholes even if sometimes it seems to be too easy because of that luck that often makes its appearance and paves her way to success or of the help of an old friend, (about I personally think that will be prove to be one of the - literally - bad guys) that comes exactly when it’s needed.
But Hannah had to pass another bridge; the bridge between to do everything just for the image and to do what it feels right to be done. This implies that she must know first what she feels and that's not always easy when just a glance of a proud Jack Colt messes her – not to mention of his kiss. Hence a game of cat and mouse, a let me and do not let me go, sarcasm and sharp lines, in which the good guy of the story has no chance to gain the young lady’s heart.
With a good pace, with pleasant main and secondary characters to be admired and tense moments (even embarrassing sometimes), some subtly advises, enough humor and many open plot’s development possibilities and challenges for the next volume, Bad Boy Rock Star will be an easy and enjoyable reading.
A game without a definitive ending in volume one (and here comes the "Why fortunately?" from the first paragraph), but which clearly indicates that the bad boy is not at all so bad even if he wants to convince us that he is!
Candy J. Starr used to be a band manager until she realised that the band she managed was so lacking in charisma that they actually sucked the charisma out of any room they played. “Screw you,” she said, leaving them to wallow in obscurity – totally forgetting that they owed her big bucks for video equipment hire.
Candy has filmed and interviewed some big names in the rock business, and a lot of small ones. She’s seen the dirty little secrets that go on in the back rooms of band venues. She’s seen the ugly side of rock and the very pretty one.
But, of course, everything she writes is fiction.
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