Type: Series, Book 2, New Adult, Romance, Contemporary, Pink Hair Don't Care
About the Book: Avett Walker and Quaid Jackson’s worlds have no reason to collide. Ever. Quaid is a high powered criminal attorney as slick as he is handsome. Avett is a pink-haired troublemaker with a bad attitude and a history of picking the wrong men.
When Avett lands in a sea of hot water because of one terrible mistake, the only person who can get her out of it is the insanely sexy lawyer. The last thing on earth she wants to do is rely on the no-nonsense attorney who thinks of her as nothing more than a nuisance. He literally has her fate in his hands. Yet there is something about him that makes her want to convince him to loosen his tie and have a little fun…with her.
Quaid never takes on clients like the impulsive young woman with a Technicolor dye job. She could stand to learn a hard lesson or two, but something about her guileless hazel eyes intrigues him. Still, he’s determined to keep their relationship strictly business. But doing so is becoming more impossible with each day he spends with her.As they work side-by-side, they’ll have to figure out a way to get along and keep their hands off each other—because the chemistry between them is beyond charged. [Description from Goodreads.com]
My Review: This book right here - this is a perfect example of why Jay Crownover is one of my favorite authors, and a total insta-buy! Not only does she write a seriously good story, but she can make me not only like, but fall in love with, a character I hated in previous books. She managed to do it with Asa in the Marked Men series, and now she's done it again with Avett. From page one, I was already identifying with her - which is saying a lot considering she's in jail for accessory to an armed robbery. Those already familiar with the Marked Men series will remember this as the big climax from Asa's book.
So we all know that opposites attract, and that it's definitely fun to read about. Well, here we have Avett - one bad life choice after another, and this time she's facing some serious jail time, and Quaid - straight as an arrow, not to mention the lawyer hired to defend her. To say Quaid is uptight might be putting it lightly, so his attraction to a girl who's made a lot of mistakes, not to mention died her hair a bright pink, is so very fun to watch. But what makes this story so fantastic is that it's not just Quaid bringing Avett into the light, she's changing him too - and for the better.
Jay Crownover knows how to bring the drama, but a lot of times, it's more of an emotional drama - some sort of trauma the the hero and/or heroine needs to overcome to truly be happy. Sure, that's not always the case, but she knows how to toy with the readers' and characters' emotions. But Charged felt so incredibly action packed. I was clinging to my kindle so tightly while reading this that my knuckles were going white. It was non-stop awesome.
Cover Lovin': Yummy!
Recommendation: To really get Avett's backstory, it really does help to read at least Asa, if not Rome as well. But trust me, you'll want to anyways!
Make sure to get your copy of Jay Crownover's CHARGED today! And grab BUILT while you're at it!
~!~ Amanda, Novel Addiction ~!~
Disclaimer: I received a free, advanced copy in exchange for a fair and honest review.
Don’t worry, Sprite, bad decisions always make for good stories…
I could hear my dad’s gruff voice, lightened with humor, in my ear as he told me those words every single time I got caught doing something I wasn’t supposed to do when I was growing up. I was always doing something I shouldn’t then and now, so I heard those words a lot from him. Unfortunately, as an adult, my bad decisions resulted in consequences far worse than a scraped knee or a broken wrist from falling out of the tree in the backyard he warned me repeatedly wasn’t sturdy enough to limb. And sadly, my dad reassuring me in his firm and gentle way, while calling me his little Sprite as he kissed my boo-boos, wasn’t going to help my current situation at all.
This boo-boo was big-time.
This boo-boo was life-changing.
This boo-boo was anything but a good story waiting to be told.
This boo-boo very well could be the end of me, the end of the rope where my patient parents had dangled precariously for years, and it very well could be the end of any kind of future I may have had. A future I was well on my way to letting a lifetime of bad decisions and even worse choices screw up. At barely twenty-two, bad decisions had sort of become my stock in trade and were as familiar to me as my own face. I was almost legendary, at this point, for putting all my trust in the absolutely wrong kind of people. If there was a wrong path to take, I was going to skip gleefully down that road and not look back until I ended up exactly in the kind of situation I found myself in at the moment. It wasn’t like this was even a new dead end; it was the same one I ran into over and over again. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get myself turned around, and the longer I was at this dead end, the darker and more wicked it became.
I knew better. I really did, even if there was a boatload of evidence contradicting that fact.
I wasn’t stupid, naïve, immature, or senseless. I might appear that way to anyone on the outside looking in, but I had my reasons for being a consummate failure and lifelong loser. All of those reasons had nothing to do with me not knowing better and everything to do with me knowing exactly what I deserved.
For a long time now I had been spiraling out of control, whirling, falling deep and deeper into a pit of really awful actions and consequences, each seemingly worse and more painful than the last. I also hadn’t made any kind of effort to try and pull myself out of it, so logically I knew the only place I was going to end up was right here, right at the lowest part of rock bottom. I never imagined the landing would be so jarring.