Morsels {9}: Colorado Mountain Series by Kristen Ashley

RATINGS: 4 out of 5 Stars | 3 out of 5 Stars | 4 out of 5 Stars

You know those times when you’re so overcome with anger at someone that you can’t string a few coherent words to form the right sentence? I’m currently in that moment. But I’m not angry. I’m frustrated. I’m annoyed.

These books completely decimated the standards for which I based my reviews on. As you can tell from the ratings, my guidelines were thrown out of the window; and it’s all because I was unable to step away. I was caught, hooked – so much so that I want to buy the rest of her books and she’s written so many. The writing is bad; from the author’s aversion to semi-colons, gratuitous usage of commas and run-on sentences that form paragraphs – my predisposition to edit was almost as severe as the onslaught of migraines you’d get while reading these books. 
But go ahead and ask me if I ever had the urge to flounce on any one. Go ahead; ask me.
The answer is NO. Never. On the contrary, I was addicted. Completely. I read these books everywhere; at work, driving to work, driving home from work. I just couldn’t stop.
The male characters are cut from the same cloth, he-men, Neanderthals who grunts their orders to their women folks. The women, though, strong in their own ways, are easily swayed. The most annoying trait of the first two female characters of the series was their inability to complete a freaking sentence. They can’t seem to get a word in edgewise. The men talked over them constantly. More than a few times, I found myself resisting the urge to hurl my Kindle out the window. The male lead from the second book even called his romantic interest, “sorry-ass, old, fat, suburban bitch”. Unforgivable. These men are an acquired taste. But love ’em or hate ’em, there’s just something wrong about the way they took care of their women. Their language is crass, filthy and sometimes, borderline abusive. 
Irritating though as they were, and as wrong as this may sound, the male characters are probably the prime reason why this series sucked me in. And this is also why I’m so frustrated – with the books, with myself.
I don’t understand how I could LOVE these books when there was an obvious lax on the editing job.
I don’t understand how I could LOVE these male characters when I so loathe their forceful personalities.
I don’t understand how I could sympathize with these female characters when they’re such weaklings when it comes to their men.
Jesus Murphy Jones.
I could complain and whine about these books but nothing will change the fact that I practically ate ’em up in one sitting.  I can’t deny that Kristen Ashley has a flair for creating addictive story lines. Her characters, though pretty homogenous, have some depths that you couldn’t mistake one for the other.
However, another problem that I encountered with her writing is the dialogue. Aside from the over-abundance of run-on sentences, every single male lead talked exactly the same. 
In my opinion, the third book of the series was slightly better – character wise. Ty didn’t cut her off when she was talking and Lexie stood her ground, winning battles with Ty. I also liked that she didn’t give in to him quite as easily as the first two female leads. The writing, however, didn’t improve much; in fact, I thought it was worse, if that’s even possible. There were narrations that took up the entire page without any breaks. And there were phrases, sentences that I simply couldn’t understand. It’s too bad because Kristen Ashley has an innate story telling talents. She just needs someone to edit her work better.
VERDICT: Small town living, picturesque Colorado, bikers, hot mountain men with filthy mouths. Sex. Lots of sex, suspense. If you like any those and you could ignore the urge to whip out your red pen,  this series may just be worth your time.  

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