Friday, June 12, 2015

The Consequence of Revenge (Consequence #2) by Rachel Van Dyken [Review + Giveaway]


After losing his best friend to another guy, the notoriously too-confident Max Emory suddenly feels lost. He may have devastatingly good looks, an abundance of charm, and a claim to one of the biggest hotel empires around, but he has no ambition anymore. So when his fed-up friends decide they’ve had enough of his moping, they sign him up to be the next bachelor on the reality series Love Island.

And between his pride and his forged signature on an ironclad contract, Max just can’t say no.

Now he’s stranded in paradise with twenty-four women, one terrifying goat, and Becca, the breathtaking barista who already turned him down back home. The closer Max gets to Becca, the more determined he becomes to win her over. As she gets to know him better, things start heating up. But is Becca really after Max’s heart—or is she after the cash prize she could claim once the cameras stop rolling?


4.5 On the Island Stars

The Consequence of Revenge is a standalone and is book two of the Consequence series. Each book is belly-laugh-out-loud funny and BALLS of GOOD TIMES.


This is Max and Becca’s story. Max is Milo’s best friend. He pretended to be with Milo and then he pretended to be gay < ---- crazy, but completely funny.  Everyone is tired of Max being single and by everyone, I mean the whole gang. Colt, Milo, Jason and Reid.  So, what do they do? They enter Max on a dating show, but it’s on an island with games.

Think The Bachelor meets Survivor.

 You fight fire with fire. I think if we ever get off this island and the world gets taken over by zombies, I want you as my second-in-command.

When I read the part where they entered Max into the show, I had a HUGE smile on my face. I completely gobbled up this story-line. I LOVED IT! It’s just too cute and adorable. Max is a rich millionaire bachelor and he is just playing around until he becomes the CEO of his father’s company. He’s a super player with a funny personality.

Becca is a Starbucks employee and she needs money to pay off her student loans. She goes on the show for the major prize, a quarter million dollars. But when she meets Max, she doesn’t realize how much she actually likes him.

I’m sure, no, I’m positive, that up until this moment I have been doing life wrong… Because I haven’t been with you. It hasn’t been with you.

Max and Becca want two things.  Max doesn’t want to be mauled by the crazy women and Becca wants to be the final girl to get the money. Max and Becca form a friendship to accomplish these two things. Max will bring Becca to the end so she can protect him from the other women and Becca gets to be the final girl.

I liked that there was ZERO angst in this book. It was start to finish SWEET and FUNNY. I loved the dynamics between Max and Becca. There wasn’t a Hero verse Heroine plot, it was just them getting to know each other.  I loved the crazy women who tried to get into Max’s pants. Oh my belly aches from laughing so much.

Don’t worry, you get plenty of the gang, they make an appearance and I’m glad because I would miss them too much if they didn’t.

Rachel Van Dyken is a talented author. I’ve read most of her books, from the silly ones to the serious killing ones. She has a way in bringing you into different worlds and being completely consumed by them. I love it and I love her. Read this series, it’s PERFECT.

An ARC was provided

I got to meet Rachel at the RT book signing. She's really that pretty in person.  I thinks she's so talented and I love that she can write serious and comical books. She's one of the few authors that can make me laugh and cry at the same time. I was bummed I missed Thor and husband! I can't wait to see her again when she comes back to Texas in October. I'm on the watch-out for baby and hubbie.  More photos - > HERE

Son of a possessed goat. I was screwed. Oh, wait, no, that’s what I would have been doing had my satanic brother not knocked on my door and barged in.
Becca moved slightly, her face planted against my stomach. Her breath hot on my skin. Shit, I was in a bad place, a very bad place. She would be the death of me and the last thing I needed was for Reid to think I was getting all hot and bothered because Hades had eaten another pair of my underwear.
“’Sup, Bro?” I tried to act casual as I placed my hands behind my head and exhaled.
Reid’s eyes narrowed. “You look funny.”
“I just woke up.” I faked a yawn. “You’re no perfect male specimen in the mornings either, my friend.”
“Right.” Reid looked around the room, his eyes wildly searching for something. “Have you seen Becca? I went to her hut to remind her about the morning confessional and also make sure she knew what time her date with you was, but she was gone.”
I shrugged. “Maybe she died.”
Becca pinched me in the ass.
My body jerked.
“Maybe. She. Died.” Reid repeated, his eyes narrowing more and more by the second.
“I was kidding!” I laughed nervously. “She’s probably just . . . swimming. You know.” My throat was drier than the desert. “With the fish.”
“Becca hates fish.”
“She hates sharks,” I corrected. “Fish aren’t sharks. Do you even watch the Discovery Channel when I turn it on?”
“Swimming, huh?”
“Yeah, she loves swimming, one of her favorite things to do, next to, you know . . .” Me, HA! “Art.”
“Art?” Reid looked confused. “What kind of art does she do?”
I can neither confirm nor deny that Becca was actively squeezing something that should never be squeezed in that way. Ever. And I do mean. Ever. Ever. Ever. “Er . . . she does nude art.”
And the squeeze just got worse. I kicked my feet, hoping to land one on her, but she kept squeezing.
“Nude art?” Reid laughed. “Wow, that’s kind of hot.”
“Everything about Becca’s hot.” I shrugged.
The squeezing stopped. Hey, I’d done something right!
“You really like her, don’t you?”
“Yeah, man, I really do. She’s . . . incredible.”
Was it wrong to be a bit sad at the loss of her hand?
“Hmm.” Reid scratched his head. “Hey, what’s Hades have in his mouth?”
I followed the direction of his gaze and felt my face pale. Becca’s dress. Hades had somehow grabbed it in the middle of the night and was now apparently trying to find the best way to deface it, if the way he was sitting on it was any indication.
“My dress!” I blurted. “I brought one just in case . . .”
“Dude!” Reid held up his hands. “What? Is there something you need to tell me? I mean you’ve always been sort of, like, metro, but . . .”
Damn it!
While trying to think of a great comeback . . . I nearly seized. As what had once been a hand was replaced by something a lot more inviting.
Damn that woman.
Damn that tongue!
I shuddered.
“You okay?” Reid got closer to the bed. “You look a little sick.”
“Stop!” I gasped. Holy shit, I didn’t know my name. What was my name?
Reid, most likely sensing my distress, chose that moment to sit, yes, SIT on my bed. The same bed that I planned to purchase and send home and put in the middle of my living room and stare at. I would refer to it as the miracle bed. Because what was taking place? Miracle.
I clenched the sheets in my hand and swallowed as sweat trickled down my face, “No, man, hell.” I trembled. “I’m just . . .” Breathing ragged, I licked my lips. “Not feeling, right . . . shit, right there.”
“What?” Reid’s concern quickly turned to suspicion.
“Er . . .” I shook my head. “I’m going to puke!”
Reid jolted off the bed. “Dude, you know how I feel about puke!”
“Then”—oh look, heaven!—“go away!” I clenched my teeth together, snapping them as my entire body went rigid.
“Fine!” Reid held up his hands. “Just don’t forget about your confessional.”
The door slammed behind him at the exact same time I saw a billion stars give birth to tiny planets. It was also the same time that I saw the secrets to the universe and waved at a unicorn as it floated by me.
I lifted up the sheet. Becca looked at me innocently, then shrugged.
“Can I keep you?” I asked.
“That depends . . .”
“I’ll sell Reid.”
“You don’t have to sell Reid.”
“Really, I don’t mind. He can go live in Alaska for all I care, just tell me I can keep you. I want to freaking wrap you up, put you in my pocket, and never let go. Don’t make me beg.”
“Yeah.” Becca laughed. “You can keep me, but we may have to do something about the goat.”
Hades stomped and then promptly peed on Becca’s dress.
“So naked art, huh?” She winked.


The Consequence of Loving Colton #1

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The Consequence of Revenge #2

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Other Books by Rachel
The RUIN series
Toxic #2 AMAZON


 The Eagle Elite Series

Elude #6 Pre-Order AMAZON
Bang Bang (Novella) AMAZON | REVIEW

 The BET series

The Wager #2 AMAZON | REVIEW
The Dare #3 AMAZON
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.

She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers! You can follow her writing journey at

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