You’ve seen the title of this book and now you’re curious, I get it.
I totally do.
Mercy F*uck isn’t a title that inspires smiles and you’d be right.
Let me start by saying his name was Axle Rhodes and everything about him, including his love for Metallica, made you want to offer yourself up as a sacrifice.
And believe me, I did.
My heart and v-card were his for the conquering, and because he had a pulse, twenty-four-seven erection and empty bed, he took it.
It was love, it was fate, it was our happily ever after.
Right?
Wrong.
It was bullshit.
For Axle it wasn’t any of those things.
I know this to be true because while planning our wedding while still naked in said bed, I had the misfortune of hearing him utter the two words that described what he really thought of me.
Now don’t go feeling sorry for me, okay? I learned a valuable lesson about the opposite sex that day and am all the better for it.
To Axle, I was a Mercy F*uck this is true. But, every man I would meet after him would become mine.
My name is Drew, by the way, and nine years and a lot of practice later, I like to think of myself as the ‘Mercy F*uck Master’.
Trust me, it was title I earned and was seriously proud of too.
Well at least I was, until the Mercy F*ucker came back.
**I received this book in exchange for an honest review**
And an honest review you shall receive! Oh holy Hell are you in for a wild ride! If you read the title and you are intrigued then just keep going! I need an option to rate this higher than 5 stars. Drew is a bada$$ female lead who does NOT take any crap from anyone…including Axle. Axle and Drew become close and he takes her V card. However, she hears him talking about his mercy f*ck and she immediately nut shots him and walks the F out to never look back. Now it’s nine years later and their paths cross. Neither are the same person now and Axle is pushing to get Drew to hear his side and she wants nothing of it. This story is hardcore, funny, hot and all around bada$$! You can’t help but get sucked into this story and the way they interact is addicting. At times I was laughing out loud and couldn’t wait to see what the next insult was going to be sent Axle’s way. But at the same time I am laughing they are getting into fights, breaking up fights, and getting shot at. Absolute craziness!
“No, you’re bribing me, and not very well I might add. Your job is to track bond jumpers, mine is to serve drinks. Each was a choice, unlike you, my job isn’t trying to kill me. Also, unlike you, I don’t give a flying f*ck why that is.” “If that was true you wouldn’t have returned fire,” he says smugly. “Bullshit,” I snort in a non-lady-like fashion. “My a$$ was in the way and it’s a great a$$, it’s an a$$ that doesn’t want to get shot.” “I had that a$$ in my hands once,” he says way too softly . “That a$$ changed my life. F*cking missed it.” And before I could fire back, he grabbed the front of my Johnny Cash vintage t-shirt that took five years to break in, hauled me across the armrest and kissed me.
To this day, I was still on the fence as to which I liked better; my first fight or my first orgasm. Both were pretty fucking amazing for a lot of different reasons. Shane would have to decide for himself which he liked better, it was a guy’s rite of passage.
“I love you, Drew.” “I love you too, Axle.” “Loved you a long time.” “I know. Because I have too.” “I’m going to say it a lot.” “And I promise, I’ll do the same.”
This is the first book that I have read by KS Adkins and will not, under any circumstances, will be the last. Drew and Axle were at each other’s mercy and I was at KS’s mercy with this story. It’s a hilarious, bada$$, and cute as f*ck story….I am hooked!
