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Wednesday, November 16, 2016

4 STAR REVIEW: FABRICATING JADA BY VANESSA MARIE

Fabricating Jada by [Marie, Vanessa]




FABRICATING JADA
I need a mentor. 
YouTube videos can only teach me so much. 
And I want to learn from someone real. 
From someone tangible. 
But no one takes me seriously. 
Only in my wildest dreams would I be mentored by Jesse Valentine. 
He’s the top motorcycle and hot rod fabricator in the nation. 
He also has the reputation for being one of the biggest jerks that ever lived. 
Not to mention they say he can’t keep it in his pants. 
I’m not interested in any of that. 
Only in his knowledge. 
I crave it. 
And then I heard about the class he’s holding for the public. 
I had to earn my spot. 
Prove my worth. 
Show them all that I was more than just some silly girl. 
My name is Jada Carmen and I was born to build cars.



SHANNON'S 4 STAR REVIEW:


This book is about a woman who has a dream and gets the chance to learn not only more about her occupation but learn from the best. Jada has drive, a temper; she's a fighter. She goes after her dreams and no matter how many times life and people knock her on her ass, she gets back up. 

Jesse is an alpha ass with an attitude and knack for fabrication. They have amazing chemistry and like any relationship they have their issues. I loved watching them grow along with their relationship. I loved the fact that while it was a slow burn and not insta love, it was intense. 

I've never really desired dual POV but in this book, dang, I wish I'd had it. I would have loved to have been in his head to get his "feel" of things. I can't wait for more from Vanessa Marie! 




FOSTERED
You know what makes me different? 
The thing that sets us apart? 
Life experience. 
I've never been tucked in at night. 
Hot meals and clean clothes might as well be fairy tales... 
Sleep? 
I've never felt safe enough. 
Wanted? 
Only by the police. 
Loved? 
The word doesn't exist in my vocabulary. 
I'm damaged goods. 
An easy paycheck. 
I thought there was an ulterior motive... 
There always has been. 
Until I met the McKinleys

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