Book review: Rock Chick Regret

Rock Chick RegretRock Chick Regret by Kristen Ashley

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Song: Meg Myers – Cold


“I want you in my bed. I want you in my house. I wanna come home to you.”

Hector “Oh My God” Chavez doesn’t beat around the bush, does he? And he’s throwing around spanish endearments and rides the bike. I want me some of that, like right about now. Buuuut….

Is it just me or is it getting darker and more intense with every book?

The beginning threw me at first, I didn’t know what to feel. I mean we’ve been through pretty scary dark shit with these girls, but never and I mean never did we go the rape path. Somehow boys managed to rescue the respective girl before it ever gone that far. Not this time. This time author threw caution to the wind and went there. And for me, I don’t want to sound judgmental at all, but I felt it should’ve been handled better.

My thinking is, if you go there you better be prepared to really go there. We weren’t told how it happened, Sadie never gave us any insight, we skipped a whole month afterwards and never really talked about it. Now, I get that this is supposed to be a fun light read, but seriously it didn’t feel as impactful a thing as it should have been.

That was my only grievance though. Everything else was good. I didn’t even mind a multiple POVs that much, as there were not as many as in the previous book. And there was a tasty bonus for my Marshamallow heart (yes, the capital M because how else you can adress a Veronica Mars fan?).

Over and out

P.S.: I know the snowflakes are corny, I just couldn’t help myself with all the Ice Princess talk 😁


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