READY TO ROCK
by Cara Connelly
Readers of Cara Connelly’s Save the Date series met Jack and Lil McCabe in The Wedding Favor. Go back in time and experience Jack and Lil’s original love story, with a hefty dose of romance and suspense. Ready to Rock, is Connelly’s first indie title. Ready to Rock won RWA’s Golden Heart award (under the title The Sinners), and the Valley Forge Romance Writer’s Sheila Award (also under The Sinners).
His name's on everyone's lips--sexy rocker Jack McCabe. His gritty New York City band is red hot, almost as hot as his fiery affair with photography student Lil Marchone, the girl from his past, now the woman he loves. The problem is, Lil's controlling ex wants her back. Rich, powerful, and ruthless, he'll stop at nothing--including murder--to get Jack out of her life. But Jack's a badass himself, always up for a fight. And with the stakes this high, he'll risk everything for Lil, even his band. Even his life.
Mmm...I really do love me a rock star romance. Maybe because I'd never actually cared to or even wanted to ever date a musician in "real life". Okay, wait, I lied...I was madly in love with Aaron Carter when I was younger. He hardly counts as a rock star though... Anyways, I enjoyed Jack a little too much for him being a fictional character and all.
The story starts off with Lil and her parents getting into a car crash. Lil is saved by a stranger while her parents unfortunately, did not make it. Years pass and Lil runs into Jack again; the two hit it off and the rest is history. She meets him at a bar where he works, not realizing that he's the sexy as hell lead singer of the band, The Devils.
"He grabbed the mike and started to sing. And instantly I understood. He was why the club was packed. He was what they’d been waiting for."
"From the first word, he unleashed himself. His passion, his agony. His fury and love and joy. He gave it all away to us, his pain and his ecstasy, and we gave him ours in return, and he channeled it for us and sang it out. It was symbiotic. It was instantaneous. It was mind-blowing."
How can you seriously not fall head over heels in love? The writing was absolutely superb; it felt like I was there at a concert listening to a hot ass band kill it on stage. I liked the fact that we get a book that's more than just a typical rocker book where the said rocker is a manwhore. The one who sleeps his way through one country at a time. We get a first hand look at the music industry, or what I would assume is the music industry. And damn the last half of the book... So much juicy drama!
You won't be bored, I promise! The book in my opinion, is one you can't overlook. It's one to fall in love with. Jack makes it so easy to love it even more. If you're looking for strong leads, sexy romance, and a good suspense all rolled up into one; I highly recommend picking this up asap!
*Thank you to the publisher for providing a copy for an honest review. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
Cara Connelly is the author of the Save the Date series of contemporary romances published by Avon Romance. The latest book in the series, The Wedding Gift, was released in May 2015. Cara’s smart and sexy stories have won several awards, including the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart, the Valley Forge Romance Writers’ Sheila, and the Music City Romance Writers’ Melody of Love. A former attorney and law professor, she lives with her husband Billy in the woods of upstate New York.
“Honey, you have to get help.” Mama’s tone was calm but urgent.
“Me? How?” I was frozen in place. I needed her to tell me what to do.
“Just open the door,” she said quietly, “and climb up to the road. Wave at the first car you see and tell them to call an ambulance.”
It sounded simple, but I was trapped in one of those dreams where you desperately want to run but your legs won’t move.
Then flames licked out from under the hood. Mama quit feigning calm. “Get out of the car!”
Galvanized, I yanked on the door handle. But the frame had bent. The door wouldn’t budge. “Mama, help me!”
“I can’t!” she shouted. And that’s when I noticed the dashboard sitting in her lap. Her legs were crushed, she was pinned to her seat. It was up to me to help her.
Unlocking my seatbelt, I leaned across to the other door. The car was tilted that way, so the door swung open when I touched the handle. But before I could bring my legs around, fire belched up from underneath. I leapt back, singed. Flames curled into the car. Mama was yelling. “Get out the back! Go! Go!” I yanked down the seat. The trunk was jammed with suitcases. I clawed at them. But Daddy had loaded the largest first, wedging it tight against the seat, braced by the smaller bags.
“I can’t,” I wailed. “I can’t move them!” And it was too late anyway. The flames were all around the car, the air inside so hot it seared my lungs. Reaching forward, I wrapped my arms around Mama’s neck; she clawed at my shoulders, trying to pull me between the seats, into her lap, to shield me with her body.
And then my door flew open, and a man thrust his shoulders right into that furnace. Mama saw him, and with all the strength she’d been using to pull me forward, she pushed me back toward him. “Take her! Take my daughter!” His arms locked around my waist and he hauled me backwards. Insanely, I clung to Mama, trying to bring her with me. She batted at my grasping hands. “Go with him!” And though I struggled at first, I had no choice. He was big and strong. He threw me over his shoulder and ran.
At the roadside, he set me down in the grass. The car was a fireball, the cottonwood jutting above it, burning like a torch against the dusky sky. “Mama!” I screamed, trying to get up.
The man pushed me down. Holding my face between his hands, he forced me to look into his eyes. “I’ll get them out, but you have to wait here. Promise me.” He seemed so steady and sure. I didn’t know what else to do, so I nodded. And without another word, he stood up and ran straight toward the car.