Title: Bad Habit
Author: Charleigh Rose
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: November 16, 2017
4 Addicted CROWNS
Bad Habit has been my first foray into the world of Charleigh Rose. I found it to be angsty and sexy and filled with characters who are broken and more complex than what appears on the surface.
Bad Habit centers around Briar and Asher. While they have very different upbringings, both of them connect through their lack of parental involvement. There dysfunctional families is what puts them in the constant path of each other and becomes the impetus for their close connection.
Past this, their similarities end. Asher suffers physical and emotional damage that affects his behavior and demeanor with others. Readers see a very emotionally closed off hero who does everything he can to protect his heart. Asher, though, seems to be unable to completely isolate himself from the people he cares about and loves, and these tiny glimpses of the heart behind the hardened wall is what makes readers love him and find his character to be redeemable. Readers will find themselves drawn to his protective nature, to his ability to love, and to his passion for Briar, even when he desperately wants to hate her. This damaged and broken hero, who readers see as good, will root for him to heal, to forgive, and to grab his happily-ever-after that he deserves.
Briar is a unique heroine for the decisiveness of her character alone, even at a very young age. She knows what she wants, she is self-assured, and she confronts most issues head on, especially in defense of the people she cares about most. There are moments of immaturity but she is 17, and her ability to recognize her immature feelings or actions makes readers okay with the choices she makes. Her ability to reflect and to own her feelings will allow readers to enjoy her character. Although, I like her as a heroine, I did find myself drawn to the male characters of this novel than the heroine.
This story will pull readers in from the very beginning with a flashback that sets up the relationship of Briar and Asher. Once readers return to the present, they are immediately thrown into the love/hate relationship of the two. There is a lot of uncertainties between them, as well as numerous unknown plot details being kept from the characters and the readers that keeps them engaged. Add to that the sexual chemistry between the two, and the obvious inability to stay away from each other, and readers have a story that they cannot put down. Additionally, when the climax of the story occurs, Charleigh Rose exposes a lot of secrets for this core group of friends, so I hope this means we are getting their stories eventually because Dash, Adrian, Whitley, and Nat are not only entertaining and key secondary characters but also characters who I became invested in as the story progressed.
Charleigh Rose may have been a new-to-me-author, but this writer has been moved into my t0-read pile. I found the story to be filled with the perfect love/hate balance that keeps me entertained while also providing me with characters I enjoy and chemistry that is HOT. I will certainly be on the lookout for what is planned her next.
ARC received in exchange for an honest review.
I was infatuated with Asher Kelley the moment he came tumbling through my brother’s window five years ago.
Even bruised and bloodied, he was the most beautiful boy I’d ever seen.
We couldn’t ever be together.
I was too young, and he was too untouchable.
He was too troubled, and I was too naïve.
But the heart is rebellious, and mine decided it didn’t care about any of those things.
As I got older, harmless flirting turned to stolen moments in dark corners.
Until one day, he was gone without a trace.
Now, two years later, he’s back.
Callous and cruel.
He’s my brother’s best friend. My parents’ worst nightmare.
I should hate him.
But like a Bad Habit, I can’t quit him.
I was drawn to Briar Vale from the first time she looked up at me with stars in her big, blue eyes.
She was just a kid, nothing but elbows and knees, but she was the most beautiful creature I’d ever seen.
We could never be together.
I was too old and she was too off limits.
She was too good and I was too fucked up.
Eventually, the temptation became too much to resist.
I risked everything for a kiss and she betrayed me.
Two years have passed and I’m forced to see her again, but now she’s all grown up.
She’s my best friend’s baby sister. My downfall.
I hate her for what she did.
But she’s always been my drug of choice.
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The quiet snick of the front door closing alerts me to her arrival. About fucking time. I flatten myself against the wall behind her door right before she opens it then gently nudges it shut with the back of her foot. She kicks off her shoes and starts to pull her dress up to take it off. Standing with her back to me in front of the moonlit window, I can make out her brand-new curves. Her tight, round ass. The dimples on the small of her back. Her dress is just past her hips when I speak.
“Have fun tonight?”
Briar yelps and drops her dress back in place before spinning around.
“I was until I had some perv spy on me for the second time in as many days.”
“Oh, I’m the pervert?” I taunt, moving closer. She wants to back away, but she doesn’t. She stands her ground, and it only spurs me on. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe it was you who watched me jack off this morning.”
I’m almost sad the lights aren’t on to see her inevitable blush. I’m standing over her tiny form, and she has to crane her neck to look up at me.
“Momentary lapse in sanity.” She shrugs. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”
Those words kick around in my head for a second before I practically tackle her onto her bed. She lands on her back, mouth parted in shock, with her legs spread and her dress ridden up. My hips fill the spot between her thighs, and I pin her hands to the bed.
Fuck, this was a bad idea. She smells good—sweet, like her conditioner—and she feels even better. I have to fight the urge to grind into her.
“Nothing you haven’t seen before, huh?”
“No,” she says between clenched teeth.
“Who was it?” I demand. “Was it the little golden boy from tonight?”
“None of your business.”
“Tell me, Briar,” I whisper, getting closer to her ear. “Did he make you come from a kiss like I did? Does he know what you sound like as you do? Because I can still hear you. I can still see you.”
If her sharp intake of breath didn’t let me know she was affected, the way she rocked into my jean-covered cock does. I stay stock-still, still braced above her with my hands around her wrists.
“Does he know that I was the first one to make this little body come before you even knew how to do it yourself?” I bring her wrists closer together so I can grip them both with one hand, and I trail my index finger from her sternum all the way down to her underwear.
A moan slips free, and her hips chase the friction once more.
“No,” she whispers.