Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Reviewing: Have Mercy

Have Mercy
By: Shelley Ann Clark 

What It's About!

In Shelley Ann Clark’s seductive debut novel, two damaged souls discover that when they’re together, their bodies hit all the right notes.

Rock diva Emme Hayes already broke up one band after sleeping with the lead singer, and she swears she won’t let sex screw things up again. The problem is, her new bass player—a lean, muscular, tattooed mystery man who makes her want to demand his absolute attention—has her so worked up she can hardly carry a tune. Emme promises he’s off-limits. She just doesn’t know how she’ll be able to confine the heat to her love songs.

The moment Tom McKinney lays eyes on Emme strutting around the stage of his blues bar—all curves, eye liner, and teased blond hair—he knows she’s one of a kind. So when she offers him a two-month paid gig to tour with her band, Tom can’t say no, despite family troubles and the bar’s precarious finances. Onstage and off, the music they make thrums in his soul, but Tom has too much going on to get involved—even if he burns to let Emme play his body like a fine-tuned instrument.




My Thoughts!

I received this book from Net Galley in turn for an honest review.

I don't know if I couldn't attach to the character, because of the whole rock star life or if it was the story. Maybe it was a little of both. I couldn't put myself in Emme's shoes. She didn't stand up for herself when everyone blamed her for ruining a celebrity marriage. She also let certain band members rule her life and make decisions for her in her personal life. I like a character to be confident and sure of herself. Emme wasn't assertive unless she was in the bedroom or on stage. 
Tom on the other hand was too much of a pushover. Everywhere. He let his drugged out drunk sister rule is bar and house. He let the band members rule who he dated. He let his father rule where he worked. Not to mention he liked to be dominated in the bedroom The whole yes ma'am..crawling on the floor...do whatever you say thing. Not a turn on what.so.ever. His description reminds of an ash tray. I couldn't attach myself to this book. It just wasn't for me. 

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