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Series: Hard Rock Harlots
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WARNING: STRINGS is not suitable for slut shamers, uptight stone throwers, Holier-Than-Thou prudes, humorless virgins, persons with chronic neck or back pain, pearl-clutching bitties, those who disparage crude humor or vulgarity in their many forms, closed-minded people with sticks up their asses, or anyone under the age of 18. The vile, base language and shocking, unholy sexual acts contained herein are not condoned by anyone with a lick of sense and should certainly not be reproduced without proper training and protection. The potty-mouthed and perpetually horny "heroine" (the term is used loosely) of this book does not resemble a normal, well-adjusted, or remotely believable person in any way, shape, or form. The author acknowledges that the characters in this book are shallow and two-dimensional; the plot is both ridiculous and insipid. She makes no apologies for any of it.
* Readers are strongly advised to wear latex gloves whilst reading to minimize contamination risks.
Free-spirited musician Letty Dillinger adheres to a strict, “no strings attached” policy when it comes to men. After a wild night of unabashed sex in a fancy hotel room, she never expects to see the adventurous stud she dubs “Shades” again. When her all-girl rock trio books a tour at the last minute as the opening act for their archenemies, Letty’s shocked to discover she knows the competition’s new lead singer. Intimately. Shades is no longer a one-night stand. Now he’s the guy she has to one-up on stage every night for the sake of her career.
Sharing close quarters on a bus with her sexy nemesis and his bad-boy buddies puts Letty’s Golden Rule to the test. On this tour, guitar strings aren’t the only things being played. And when heartstrings are pulled too hard, they’re bound to snap sooner or later.
This book is NOT for everyone. There is a disclaimer for a very real reason. Read the disclaimer before you read this book. If you fail to read the disclaimer, and you are offended by this book, then you deserve to be offended. This book is about music and sex, not necessarily in that order. If you don’t want to read about dirty hard core sex, then don’t read this book.
I read this book after seeing the disclaimer on another site. I thought the disclaimer was hilarious, and I guess I didn’t take it quite as seriously as I should have. The disclaimer is very accurate. There is a lot of sex in this book but believe it or not, there is also a real story in there too! By the end of the story, I was hoping that Letty and Shades would have a happy ending (hehe get it?).
Letty Dillinger is trying to live her dreams. She wants nothing more than to be a rock star. Unfortunately, she just hasn’t caught her big break. When she meets “Shades” at a bar on her birthday, she is feeling pretty low and alone. She just wants someone to connect with for hopefully a few hours with no strings attached. She got more than she bargained for when she hooked up with Shades.
That is all I will say about what the story is about because I am afraid I will give something away. Just know that underneath all of the crazy sex scenes there is really a good story about human emotion and our need to connect and identify with someone with whom we have a common interest.
I would not normally read something quite this explicit. Mainly because I am very easily embarrassed. I am very glad I chose to read this one though. Kendall Grey has quite the imagination and does a good job of including some pretty funny dialog. Her characters have a sense of humor and adventure and I really enjoyed them. Her sex scenes are very descriptive and she does a great job of making sure you get the full picture of what is going on. She really does have a way with words and there are some phrases in this book that, after I finished laughing, had to ask my husband to explain.
I would recommend this book to anyone who has an open mind, can take a joke, and likes to read about someone else’s sex life.
Kendall Grey, word wrangler, whale warrior, wicked wench, and lover of tongue-tripping alliteration, was born without an off-switch between her brain and mouth. She’s been called the “Flux Capacitor of Twitter” (@kendallgrey1) and “A little package of love all wrapped up in F-word paper,” but she’s really just a maniacal writer relaying eyewitness accounts of the rave inside her head. She writes urban fantasy with strong romantic elements and also dabbles in erotica and horror on occasion.
Kendall lives off a dirt road near Atlanta, Georgia, but don’t hold that against her.