Sunday, December 8, 2013

Review by Jenn-Bad Day by CM Stunich



 
Bad Day
Hard Rock Roots Series #4
by CM Stunich
284 pages
published December 1st 2013
New Adult Rock Star Romance


Blurb:
Turner Motherf*cking Campbell.
I'm into him, yeah, and I think I love him.
But the sh*t has just hit the fan.
Time for the angels and devils to crash.
Because if we don't, then this all falls apart, and we lose everything. The fans, the music, the relationships that are just beginning to blossom. This is it. Let's kick as*, take names, and let the world know who's boss.

& & &

Naomi Isabelle Knox, she's everything to me.
And I know I love her.
But I can't ignore the sh*t storm that's taken over this tour, my tour.
Time to get serious; time to dig deep; time to take back the music.
Because if we don't, then I could lose her. She could die; we all could. Or worse. Time to show the world what we're made of, that we're here to stay. Say hello to your idols, baby. Your new gods. Say hello to Indecency and Amatory Riot. Your latest obsessions, your greatest desires.




***** 5 -this series is gonna friggin kill me- stars

this review contains minor spoilers
do NOT read this review if you haven't read the previous books yet
you have been warned xoxo
 
 
It's hard for me to comprehend since I've never had a family like that, but Indecency -at least the four original members- really do care about each other. Kind of surprising for such loser drug addict, womanizing fuckwads.
-Naomi Knox in 'Bad Day'
 
I love CM Stunich, I really do, but....sometimes I wanna hunt her down and shake the life out of her, then kiss her face off Lol. Seriously, by now I know what to expect from this series so the cliffhanger isn't all that much of a shock-didn't stop me from screaming at my kindle like it was hiding the answers from me though. Every time I hit the end of one of these books I immediately go into withdrawal, this series is a heavy addiction and CM is my dealer.
 
Oh, yeah. We're in big time lockdown now. Big time...
Not that it stopped what happened tonight. Who woulda thunk? Who the fuck would've, huh? The cops asked so many stupid ass questions, but I get the gist – they don't know who did it. Not some random shooter in the crowd, that's for sure. This was a planned hit from on high. Oh yeah, a professional job. That's great, just fucking fan-flipping-tastic.
 
Tough Luck ends with the sounds of gunshots being fired and Bad Day picks up right on it's tail. Indecency and Amatory Riot are being shipped off to an ultra-secret location and dumped at a safe house, without even their cell phones, til the shooter gets caught. Stuck out in the middle of nowhere USA with nothing but crickets and trees to keep them company, it doesn't take long for the rockers to go a bit stir crazy. They're all still reeling from what happened and desperately seeking answers. Still unsure of who they can trust, Turner & Naomi stick together, though they have their own set of problems to work through. Turner is still determined to lay his claim on Naomi and won't give up til she gives in.
 
I guess she's having trouble coping with the I love you stuff. Doesn't bother me. When you know you just know.

 
I think you fucking rock, Naomi Knox. That's pretty much it. I won't rest until you're mine and that's that. Get over it and quick. We've got a life to live.”
 
But Naomi isn't ready to jump into anything with him quite yet. She knows how she feels but refuses to admit it, even to herself. She's terrified opening up and leaving herself vulnerable to him when she doesn't trust that he won't hurt again. So she does the only thing she can think of-Deny, Deny, Deny!!
 
I'm letting the devil prick me with his horns and I'm enjoying every minute of it. The secrets are out of the bag and Turner knows everything now. He's one of the few people on this planet I can be completely and fully honest with. From hated enemy to trusted friend. The fuck is wrong with me?

Turner gives me a smirk that makes me want to smash his face in. And kiss him. Fucking Christ.

 
I wish everything was as simplified in my head as it is in his. Turner knows what he wants, and he's not afraid to take on a tenacious approach to get it. He doesn't apologize for the things he does, and he always says the wrong thing.
But he's handsome. And he's honest. His music strums the strings of my soul, and his dedication is unmatched. His mouth is filthy, but his kisses can be sweet. He's hung like a fucking horse, and he rocks my world in the bedroom. So what am I sitting here complaining about?
 
 
 
 
All of this combined with the web of deceit they find themselves in makes for some very stressed out, loud and unpredictable rockers. We actually get some solid answers in this book and believe me when I tell you, you will NOT see it coming. I still want to gut Haden, Dax is kinda getting on my nerves, there are still some major unanswered questions out there and we meet a hott new character while hanging out with the ones we already know and love. I reeaallyy want to get to the bottom of this mess and these cliffhangers are skinning me alive but....I am in NO HURRY to see this series come to an end. I guess that kinda makes me a masochist huh? Aw well I am not alone. Bring. It. On CM Stunich!! you cut me open with your words but it hurts sooo good and I'm still standing. This addict is tweaking out waiting for her next fix, Stunich-junkie for life <3 
 
 
I don't think Turner Campbell lies. I really don't. He has no reason to. No shame, no fear, no self-doubt. I'm pretty sure he's the most fucking honest man on this earth.

Honesty. I guess it all comes down to honesty. No wonder Turner's such a blabber mouth dumb shit. He just blurts whatever he feels whenever he feels it, and while there are all sorts of things wrong with that, it must make him feel pretty damn good. The cocky arrogance makes a whole lot more sense now.

See, here's my deal. If this wasn't a secret to begin with, there'd be no ammo for the enemy to fire with. Secrets hurt; secrets kill. How many fucking times do I have to say this?
-Turner Campbell
 
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About the Author...


C.M. Stunich was raised under a cover of fog in the area known simply as Eureka, CA. A mysterious place, this strange, arboreal land nursed Caitlin's (yes, that's her name!) desire to write strange fiction novels about wicked monsters, magical trains, and Nemean Lions (Google it!). She currently enjoys drag queens, having too many cats, and tribal bellydance.

Always a fan of the indie scene and 'sticking it to the man,' Ms. Stunich decided to take the road less traveled and forgo the traditional publishing route. You can be assured though that she received several rejections as to ensure her proper place in the world of writers before taking up a friend's offer to start a publishing company. Sarian Royal was born, and Ms. Stunich's books slowly transformed from mere baking chocolate to full blown tortes with hand sculpted fondant flowers.

C.M. is a writer obsessed with delivering the very best and scours her mind on a regular basis to select the most unusual stories for the outside world.

Ms. Stunich can be reached via e-mail or by post and loves to hear from her readers. Ms. Stunich also wrote this biography and has no idea why she decided to refer to herself in the third person.
Happy reading and carpe diem!

Sincerely,

C.M. Stunich
 
 
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