White Trash Beautiful (White Trash Trilogy Series #1)

White Trash Beautiful (White Trash Trilogy Series #1)

by Teresa Mummert

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A word-of-mouth bestseller that’s captivating readers with its honesty, grit, and headstrong heroine, White Trash Beautiful is a story for anyone who has ever felt trapped in life, cheated by love—and longed for something more . . .

Cass Daniels isn’t waiting for her knight in shining armor. She knows that girls like her don’t get a happily ever after. Not if you live in a trailer with your mom, work at a greasy spoon diner, and get leered at by old men. Maybe that’s why she puts up with Jackson—her poor excuse for a boyfriend, who treats her like dirt. Cass has learned to accept her lot in life. That is, until he walks into her diner. . . .

His name is Tucker White, and he’s different from any man Cass has ever known. Tall, tattooed, and bad-ass gorgeous, he’s the lead singer of the rock band Damaged. From the moment they meet, Tucker sees something in Cass he just can’t shake. Something beautiful. Something haunted. Something special. And he’s determined to find out what it is—if only he can get her to open up and let him in. . . .

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781476758879
Publisher: Gallery Books
Publication date: 07/09/2013
Series: White Trash Trilogy Series , #1
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 240
Sales rank: 329,921
File size: 3 MB

About the Author

Teresa Mummert is the New York Times bestselling author of the White Trash series, the Honor series, Safe Word, and The Note. An army wife and mother, Teresa’s passion in life is writing. Born in Pennsylvania, she lived a small-town life before following her husband’s military career to Louisiana and Georgia. Visit her website at TeresaMummert.com.

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White Trash Beautiful

  • I’M NOT NAÏVE. I know I don’t get the happily-ever-after. My knight in shining armor took the highway detour around this godforsaken shit hole. I’ve made peace with that. That doesn’t mean I’m going to lie down like a doormat and let every cocky prick in the trailer park have his way with me.

    “I’ll be right there,” I snarled at Larry. He is the cook here at Aggie’s Diner, and he is also Aggie’s husband. His hair is long and greasy, hanging in thick, gray clumps around his weathered face. He is almost always a mean and nasty old man.

    I turned back to my heavyset, middle-aged customer with a quick smile as he continued to leer at my chest. I slid the milk for his coffee across the table, making sure it tipped into his lap “accidentally.”

    “I’m a waitress, not a whore,” I warned through gritted teeth. I tucked a strand of my dirty-blond hair (which some would call dark wheat) that had fallen loose from its ponytail behind my ear and gave a loud sigh. Cass Daniels was a lot of things, but not that.

    It was always the same. Some guy pulls off the main highway and decides to try out a little local joint, maybe try his chances at getting lucky with a waitress. Some even took him up on it. But I wasn’t that kind of girl. Besides, I had a man of my own. My blond hair and blue eyes were nothing but a curse sometimes.

    I made a beeline to the back, my empty tray held tightly between my fingers as I talked myself out of hitting Larry upside his damn head.

    “I hit the bell five minutes ago, Cass,” he scolded. I ignored him as he went on and on as I put the hot plates onto my tray, burning my fingers. I rolled my eyes and walked back out to the floor as he continued, getting louder as I walked away.

    “Don’t act like you’re the only one in the trailer park who can carry a plate of food. You ain’t nothin’ special!”

    I slapped my tray down on table four with a little more force than I intended, biting back my tears. I didn’t need some low-rent cook in a run-down diner telling me I wasn’t worth a damn. I forced a smile at the elderly lady in front of me.

    Her hand moved on top of mine as I placed her dish in front of her. It startled me, and I had to force myself not to pull back.

    “Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re not special,” she said in a hushed tone.

    I smiled as a single tear escaped my eye and trailed down my cheek. I pulled my hand free and wiped it away quickly, looking at the dingy peach-colored walls to hide my crying. “Enjoy your meal.” My voice cracked with my words.

    I turned quickly and made my way across the dining room and out the back entrance marked EMPLOYEES ONLY. I pulled my pack of cigarettes from my apron and stared at the box while I walked to the corner of the building. I hadn’t had one for four days, but I couldn’t force myself to throw the pack away.

    I stared off at the trailers that were on the other side of the parking lot. A tattered fence lined the area with an array of signs that read KEEP OUT. I snorted.

    No one went in there unless the person had no choice. The fence just kept us away from the people who mattered.

    I held the lighter to the end of my cigarette and closed my eyes as I inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with the delicious smoke.

    “That’ll kill ya, you know,” a deep voice called from in front of me. My eyes shot open. A man in worn-out dark-wash jeans and a formfitting, dark-gray T-shirt that read I’M WITH THE BAND stood in front of me, motorcycle helmet in hand. His head was cocked to the side, and a half grin played across his lips. His hair was dark brown and unruly, but something told me he took time to make it look so effortlessly disheveled. His arms had elaborate tattoos to the wrists, and his blue eyes were bright in the sun. This was the guy your mama would warn you about—if your mama wasn’t too high to function. He stood at least a foot taller than my own five foot three. I guessed he was near my age of twenty-three, or maybe a couple of years older.

    “Not fast enough.” I rolled my eyes and took another drag. He laughed as he ran his fingers over his hair from back to front and nodded, then turned to walk to the front door of the diner. He stopped for a moment, his back to me as if he had something to say, but didn’t. He opened the door and disappeared inside instead without a backward glance.

    At least my shitty life was entertainment for someone else. I held my cigarette sideways, glaring down at it before flicking it off into the dirt of the parking lot. I stood and straightened my apron, wiping the now-drying tears from my face, and went back to work.

    Mr. Dark and Dangerous was sitting in a booth in my section and I cursed under my breath. I was a magnet for bad boys; only in my world, it meant beatings and heartbreak.

    “Welcome to Aggie’s Diner. My name is Cass and I’ll be your waitress. Can I start you off with something to drink?” I slapped a menu down in front of him. I did my best to smile, but it didn’t reach my eyes. It never did. I raked my eyes over the tattoos that crawled out from under his T-shirt sleeves in intricate, swirling patterns.

    “Tucker White.” He grinned. That smile must get him whatever he wanted.

    My eyes snapped back to his. “Do you want something to drink, Tucker White?” I tried not to sound impatient. I didn’t want to exchange witty banter with some hot guy fresh off the highway. I wanted to go home and take a hot shower, if we even had hot water. This job barely paid the bills, and with my mom’s mouth to feed, we could hardly afford luxuries such as water, let alone solid meals or cable.

    “I’ll have a beer, sweetheart. Whatever you recommend.” His smile didn’t waver.

    I glanced around the diner and back to him. I was sure he could read the Are you fucking kidding me? look on my face. This wasn’t the place for exotic delicacies or fancy beers. “I’m not your sweetheart.”

    “Challenge accepted.” He laughed.

    These guys were all the same. I sighed. “I’ll grab you a Bud.” I turned on my heel and made my way into the back to grab him a beer out of the fridge.

    “Cass, what are you doing with my beer?” Larry called from behind the cook line.

    “It’s for a customer,” I called over my shoulder. “I’ll pay you back when he settles the check.” I pushed through the kitchen doors and got away from Larry before he could start screaming again.

    I set the bottle down in front of Tucker and wiped the condensation on my hand onto my apron.

    “Thanks.” He winked and twisted the top off the bottle. He tipped it up to his lips and began to drink, his eyes still locked on me.

    I grabbed my pen and order pad from my apron pocket and waited for him to finish his drink. “Have you decided on what you want?” I shifted my weight from one foot to the other. I had been on them for seven hours now and they ached.

    “Oh, yeah.” His eyes slowly trailed down my body as his tongue flicked out over his lips, wetting them. “Burger and fries.” He set his bottle down on the table and spun it in his fingers. His cell phone rang and he rolled his eyes, picking it up to answer the call. “Tucker speaking.”

    “I’ll get that right out to ya.” I smiled politely and went to place the order. Larry was fuming. He was seconds from ripping into me when the bell above the door chimed. I turned around and caught sight of Jackson.

    “Hey, Jax.” I smiled and walked toward him to meet halfway across the room. He ran his hands through his dirty long, brown hair. His skin was flushed and his emerald eyes were glazed over. Drugs had really done a number on him. He was slim but not muscular, tall but always hunched over.

    “I need some money.” His jaw was clenched and his voice barely a whisper. He wiped his hands over his stained white T-shirt.

    “Jax, I don’t have any money.”

    Jackson grabbed my arm just above the elbow, pulling me closer. His breath reeked of liquor.

    “It’s fucking important, Cass. I need it now.”

    I knew he had no patience. He was impossible to reason with when he was using. I took a step back.

    “Can I get a refill, sweetheart?” Tucker called from his table, holding up the bottle.

    “Who the fuck is that?” Jackson’s eyes blazed with anger.

    “Just a customer,” I whispered. “Just a minute!” I called back to Tucker, who was watching Jackson and me.

    “I won’t have any money until the end of my shift, Jax. You know that.” I placed my fingertips on his chest and he knocked them away.

    Tucker had moved next to me. His fingertips grazed my back, startling me. “I have to run, so won’t be able to eat, but here is what I owe you, and more than enough to make up for the trouble.” His eyes darted to Jackson, sizing him up.

    I was speechless. I’ve never known anyone to give something without wanting something in return. The simple touch from his fingertips sent my body into a frenzy, and I struggled to slow my heart rate back to normal, worried Jax could feel it thudding in my arm.

    “See you later, sweetheart.” Tucker shot me a wink before popping a toothpick in his mouth and smiling at Jax, sliding in between us to get to the front door.

    Jackson didn’t care about this guy. All he saw was the stack of bills in my hand.

    “Thanks. Have a good day,” I called after Tucker as he ran a hand through his hair and left through the front door. I didn’t know if he did it out of pity or kindness, but my faith in humanity was momentarily restored, even if the guy was a cocky asshole. The bell signaling the order was ready dinged, and my eyes drifted back to Jackson.

    “Perfect timing.” Jax smiled and grabbed the twenty from the top of the small stack of bills in my hand.

    “Jax, wait,” I called after him, but he had already turned to leave as quickly as possible.

    I counted the money I had left. Just enough to cover the meal. Fucking perfect. A motorcycle revved angrily outside the door and took off, growing quieter as it drove away.

    “Order up, Cass,” Larry hissed from the kitchen. Fuck. I grabbed the burger and fries and set it on the farthest table in my section. At least I would get to eat some real food today. I picked up a hot fry and popped it in my mouth, my eyes roaming over the dingy blue curtains that didn’t match anything else in the place. I wanted to be selfish and eat every last bite, but my mind wandered to my mother. I grabbed a to-go box and slipped the food inside. As soon as I could take another break, I would take her the food. She was hungry, I was sure, and didn’t do much of anything for herself, let alone cook.

    Another hour slipped by. I was busy, but never enough to make this job worth it financially. Not that there were any other options.

    “I’m takin’ a break!” I slipped off my apron and made eye contact with Marla, the other waitress at Aggie’s. She nodded and I grabbed the box of food I had saved and went out the back. I made my way across the dusty parking lot and through the fence to the trailer park.

    “Mom,” I called as I opened the trailer door. “Mom?” I made my way down the narrow hall, avoiding the bucket that sat on the floor to catch water when it rained. I leaned against the wood paneling as I slipped by it. I pushed open the door to the master bedroom. I stopped short. Jax and my mother sat in a cloud of cigarette smoke, dazed and disoriented. A thin rubber tube was tied around her arm and a needle jutted out of her vein.

    “I told you not to bring that shit around here again, Jax,” I screamed. Jax’s green eyes were bright and glazed against the bloodshot white surrounding the irises.

    Disgusted, I threw the food on the floor in front of me, then rushed to my mother’s side, carefully pulling the needle from her arm.

    “She fucking likes it. It shuts her the fuck up.” Jax motioned to my mother, who was practically catatonic.

    I was the spitting image of her, only with a thinner body, fewer years on my face, and more self-respect.

    Was this what my future looked like?

    My mother used to be a good person before her mind went. When Daddy left us, he took her sanity with him. She soon lost the sparkle in her eyes, and next went any reason or logic. She didn’t bathe or feed herself. She sat in her own filth until I did something about it.

    “You promised me you wouldn’t do that anymore. You promised.” Tears formed in my eyes, but I struggled to keep them from falling.

    Jax ignored me and tightened the belt around his arm. I balled my hands into tight fists and stormed out of the trailer, slamming the flimsy door behind me. My mind flashed to all the other girls my age who were just graduating from college, stepping into a bright future full of possibility.

    I wouldn’t allow myself to look over my shoulder at the trailer again. I didn’t need a reminder of what I was.

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    "You feel all [Cass’s] emotions to the point where you're connecting with her so much, you feel like you are her.

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    White Trash Beautiful 3.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 198 reviews.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Some reviews are helpful but these long over the top reviews that reveal plot points while bragging they got the book for free for honest review does not help. Stop revealing plot points. We do not get the book for free and would like to be surprised for our money. You are rude and inconsiderate ti others.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Can't wait for book two.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Could have been a decent book, but it lacked depth and was fairly predictable. Very annoying read as it was riddled with mistakes the whole way through - horrible editing job! I guess there is a reason some books are only $2.99.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This book has no no depth, very predictable and boring. I finished it in 2 hours - don't waste your time.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Ok seriously.... she stays with a crackhead drunk who beats her on whim.... and runs away from a sexy rich guy thats by her side grieving with her and protecting her... she acts 15 not 25.... her logic is crap but i still couldnt help but love this book.
    JudgedByMyCover More than 1 year ago
    I could really relate to Cass's character. Not everyone is handed a perfect life. This was gritty and dark but the female lead was not a victim. She didn't blame others for her circumstances. She struggled to better her life and did not want any handouts. A powerful and strong read about life's struggles.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    I felt like I was inside this story watching it unfold. Well done.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This book was an emotional ride that I didn't want to end. I can not wait for the next book in the series.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    I read the sample and want to buy the book but for some reason its unable to go through. This sucks!!!!! Get it together B&N
    ireadbecauseofnook23 More than 1 year ago
    You know those horrible adult smut novels that sell for .99 at Walgreens? This is the teen version of one of those. REALLY POOR CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT. REALLY POOR WRITING.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This book wasn't BAD, but it wasn't great. I felt like there was so much MORE that the writer could have done with the story. It became a bit melodramatic at times. There were multiple typos such as use of "bands" instead of "banks". Definitely need a better editor, or take more time to edit. I hope the next book is taken on with more care and precision.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Good and unexpected story of a strong young woman determined to make things better for her "family". This is a story of what you really can change.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This is the first book I have read by this author and I absolutely loved this book! I cannot wait to read more of her books and I hope there is a sequel to White Trash Beautiful!!
    Reader_of_the_Dark More than 1 year ago
    This book was awesome. I laughed, I cried and I truly felt for the characters. It felt like real life not some fantasy that could never happen. I highly recommend for anyone who loves a good book.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Absolutely Loved this book! Loved Tucker!!
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This book was one of the most heartbreaking stories i have ever read, but it a truly amazing story.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Great read with reality theme. The characters are beleivable and very well eetablished.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This is a great book i loved reading about Tucker and Cass . I really hope the story continues. I hated to put it down and was sad when it was over.
    TheSweetestSin More than 1 year ago
    This Book ROCKS! I loved it from the moment I read the first chap. I think Teresa is a very good writer and never leaves me feeling like I wasted my time or money. She always leaves me wanting to read MORE!!
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Loved it! I'm a huge fan of Teresa Mummert. I wish it didn't end so suddenly though. I felt like everything came to a close within the last few pages.
    Amabe421 More than 1 year ago
    Talk about a heartbreaking story!! This book just beat down my emotions slowly and surely and it was so devastating and beautiful. I have never wanted so much to be able to jump into a story and help the characters as I have with this. I think that I would have loved this book either way, but Grace Grant is such a fabulous narrator and she really brought the book to life for me. I was hooked on the story and the characters, and I wanted them to find happiness somehow. This was a truly emotional ride for me. I was bothered about some things in this, but it wasn't enough to make me not enjoy it. Cass is stuck in a life that she wants so badly to escape. She is supporting her drug addict mother and her abusive also addict boyfriend. She lived in a crappy trailer in an unhappy, terrifying life. She wants nothing more than to help her mother and boyfriend though. As much as she wants to escape, she doesn't want to do it alone. She does want them by her side, but only if they will get help and get better. My heart broke so much for her. I wanted to scream at her for letting herself be treated the way she is, but at the same time, I understood that she was scared and had no way out. She won't leave her mother, and Jackson has been there for her and as terrified of him as she is, she wants to help him be a better person. When Tucker White comes into her life after going to the dinner where she works, things get more complicated. She can't understand why he keeps coming back, why he wants to protect her, what he wants from her. When her life starts to spiral out of control, I wanted to hold her, help her, do anything I could to make things better for her. Cass is a very tough chick. Sadly, it's because she has to be or else she will just fall apart. Tucker was a character I instantly liked, but didn't understand. He seems to zero in on Cass almost immediately and I just didn't understand why he would go out of his way for her when she wasn't interested and had a boyfriend. I get that he wanted to protect her when he saw her boyfriend being a jerk, but he went above and beyond what a normal person would do. I'm glad he did, and now knowing more about him I get where some of it was coming from, but I still think it was unrealistic. But, that's why it's a book. With that said, I thought he was really a great guy and I loved how much he really wanted to get Cass out of her bad situation. He has some major skeletons in his closet too and I enjoyed getting to see them come out and know who the real Tucker White was underneath. The romance was very gradual and I thought that it had a very real feel to it. Not at the beginning, but after they start to get to know each other more. It wasn't perfect and all happy. In fact, it had such a bleak feel to it that I wanted it to happen, but I had no hope of it. I think that is how it's meant to be. The desperation, the hurt, the need for what they can't have. It was done so well. Grace Grant was the reader for this and she did awesome!! She is very good at distinguishing between characters so you always know who is talking and what is going on. She did the southern accent really well. And as always, the emotion she puts into the story comes through so well that you really feel what the characters feel. It's easy to get wrapped up in the story with her narrating. This is not your typical girl and boy have issues, meet and fall in love book. There is so much more and though there is resolution, it's not a super tidy ending. This is one heck of a ride. It's tough to read at times. I was aching with the realness of the situations happening. I thought that the topic of addiction and abuse were addressed very well. This is very raw and gritty. No sugar coating in Cass and Tucker's story at all. In fact there are some very harsh and tragic events that happen through the book which act to both push them apart and together at the same time. They care about each other enough to do something completely unselfish for the other, even if it might hurt themselves in the process. Overall, this was a beautiful and tragic story and I can't wait for the sequel, White Trash Damaged, to see where the story will go next. * A digital audiobook of this was provided to me by the publisher in exchange for an honest review. I did not receive any compensation.
    Fictional_Candy More than 1 year ago
    I picked up White Trash Beautiful as a galley, and I am so glad I did! I don’t know if this was one of my very favorite reads, but it certainly was a great read!  I found it to be an emotional story full of hope, love, fear, and despair. Cass is a young woman, I’d say in her early twenties. If it said otherwise, I’d missed it. Anyhow, she is poor. Dirt freaking poor. She lives in a trailer in a not so great part of town, and she works at a dive diner. She lives with her addict mother and her addict abusive boyfriend. Things look pretty damn bleak for Cass. For the most part, I really liked Cass. There was just something about her that made me feel like I knew her, and I wanted to know her more. She has faults – like making excuses for those who hurt her. But she is trying. She’s trying to get ahead and get out, and who can fault her for that? Between her mother and her boyfriend, Jax, there isn’t a lot of sunshine in her life. And sometimes when there is, it’s hard to see it through a black eye.  And then one day Mr. Sexy and Fine as Hell himself comes to her diner, and her life is forever on a new course. He tells her his name is Tucker White, and she doesn’t realize he is the lead singer for the band Damaged. She thinks he’s just a nosy do-gooder, who all too soon captures her heart. I liked Tucker. I mean, I really liked him. He had a hard past and a good heart. He rides a bike, he’s hot, and he has tattoos. He falls for Cass, and he’s persistent. Sounds like the perfect man to me. He never let me down, that Tucker.  This story was terrific. There were some fearful moments in dealing with her boyfriend, Jax. Every time he was around I was on edge, I felt like I didn’t know when he would strike out. I just got a little irritated when Cass would stick up for him, and stick by him. I know that abused people can feel stuck, and like they can’t leave – but that doesn’t mean I can’t feel frustrated by it. Especially when she admits to herself she is falling for Tucker, yet she is still with Jax. Move on already! Greener pastures, baby!  The romance was sweet and earnest, and it didn’t happen in the blink of an eye, which I totally appreciated. Cass was a smart ass, and Tucker took it all in stride. Totally loved that. There were many heartfelt moments, like a moment in time that you just want to capture forever. Those carefree moments that you just can’t plan no matter what, they just happen to happen. Near the end of the book, like maybe the last quarter or so, it felt a little bit rushed. So much happens, and some of it only received a very small amount of page space. I would have liked to see a bit more detail. But even then, I was burning through the pages.  If you like New Adult, and rock star romances, I think you would like this book. I don't have any quotes because it was an uncorrected galley, but the flow is terrific and Teresa Mummert is a wonderful writer.  It reminds me of stories like Devoured and Blind Attraction – both are stories I absolutely loved. So if you get a chance to check it out, I’d love to hear about it! 
    Rebecca_Berto More than 1 year ago
    4.5 stars I heard of White Trash Beautiful late last year when it was first self-published and hit the charts big. I received a review copy from her publisher recently to review the novel and was excited. The cover had a re-do, and apparently 100+ pages of new material were added. This book excited me before I even started. It took exactly a few pages to realise I had no hope of pulling away. That first chapter ended in a way that drew me into the next. It's been a while since I've read a book that after each scene I am torn between reading another or getting up and putting it away for a bit. I knew if I read another chapter, I'd be like an addict, thinking, "Oh, Rebecca look at how quickly you can finish the next chapter. Won't take long at all. Just do it!" I listened to my heart and devoured this novel. It's a short one, fast faced but never lacking in substance. Before I go on to talk about my feelings for the main character, Cass, I can absolutely sum up that she's someone you don't want to stop reading. Ever. This is even though she had traits that kept going on, and on, and made me frustrated. She needed to get a backbone, and stand up to the violence against her. In the same breath, Teresa Mummert had me in a spot, all right. I couldn't imagine Cass telling the cops or changing her life—she didn't have a way out. The poor girl was stuck, and though it killed me and infuriated me to watch her being abused by her boyfriend, and then left neglected by her mother, I understand it had to happen. Bravo, Teresa. Great job. I believed in the character, even when my head was fighting at me not to. But during all of this bad, bad stuff thrown at her, I was awarded by an amazing guy. Tucker comes out of no where and at first seems like another sleeze bag. Took little time for me to fall for him. Tucker is—dare I say—perfect? Cass is poor. Dirt poor and lives pay cheque to pay cheque. Tucker spends time with her, gets her to come 'round and realise he's with her for a chat and the company, not to get a root. He buys her things and watches out for her. Even after all the heroism he never comes across as "saving" the poor Cinderella from her poor, horrible life. He's on her level, her equal, and just doing what's right, which is moving and powerful to watch unfold as Cass has nothing fair or right in her world before him and other than him. The romance in this book is very, very slow building. It's not hot and heavy but rather feels incredibly real and well-worked for in the end. Refreshing to read, actually! There's so much I loved about this book. Yeah, the way the ending tied up I foresaw and happened how I expected, but I still loved every moment and that counts as a big winner in my book if I'm left really satisfied in the end. Highly recommend White Trash Beautiful and I'm excited to read book #2, White Trash Damaged. ♥ 4.5 stars
    smg5775 More than 1 year ago
    Cass has a mother and a boyfriend who do drugs together. She works trying to hold their family together but has dreams of leaving the trailer park and getting a better life in Teresa Mummert’s WHITE TRASH BEAUTIFUL, the first book of her WHITE TRASH trilogy. As Cass works one morning in the diner, Tucker White, lead singer of rock group Damaged, comes in to eat. Cass is rude and Jax, her boyfriend, comes in giving her grief. Tucker tries to help her but she pushes him away. Tucker returns and eventually Cass softens her attitude towards him. She does not know who he is until after he leaves for the last time. When she does discover who he is she wonders what he sees in her. Can they leave their pasts behind them? Is there a future for them? Are they destined to be two people whose lives connected for just that moment? I enjoyed WHITE TRASH BEAUTIFUL. Teresa Mummert paints a picture of Cass’ life that cannot be glossed over. It is ugly and hard. She has to deal with too little money, too many demands on the money she earns, and drug addiction and alcoholism in those she loves. She watches as their lives are out of control and she tries to control what she can but it is bigger than she can handle. I admire Cass for the strength to stay and fight for their lives. Unfortunately she has also fallen into the same trap as her mother. She stays because she has been told she is worthless, that she cannot make her life better. When Tucker comes into her life, he is just another person who wants too much. She cannot believe he wants her for no other reason than she is worth loving. Cass and Tucker spend much of the story at odds over her worth. I loved Tucker. He is caring, loving, and supportive. He is open with her. I have to admit I wish Tucker were in my life. I wanted to know what happened. It is a good thing I had an e-book or I would have read the ending before I was too far along in the novel. I wanted that happy ever after for Cass. She went through so much. Her decisions were not always the best ones but she was trying to become independent. I liked that about her. She was always trying, even through her pain she tried to make things better. The ending was very emotional for me. I did not think she would get her HEA. I kept hoping she would but so afraid that she would not. Then I discovered this is a trilogy. I do not know if I can take these emotional roller coasters. WHITE TRASH BEAUTIFUL is a great beginning for this trilogy. I love Cass and Tucker. I want to see what happens to them. I want everything to work out for them. I am so into them. I received this book from the publisher in exchange for a fair and honest review.
    davis9713 More than 1 year ago
    Have you ever found yourself, “stuck,” in a relationship that you knew wasn’t good for you? Actually the word, “trapped,” comes to mind.    ‘White Trash Beautiful,‘ is a story that will capture you and keep you enthralled until the very end. When you grow-up thinking that you’re not worthy of love and everyone at one point has either abandoned or hurt you–you start to believe all the lies. You start to loose faith in the “possibility” of life. Have you felt that way? Our heroine, Cass, has gone through so much at such a young age, that she has given into the lies…that this was going to be her life, until the day she draws her last breathe. She has tried to rise above her situation, but it is like quicksand. The more she moves, the more she sinks. It has all fallen upon her slim, young shoulders to bear up all the responsibility of providing for her family. Will she survive the weight of her world or will she crumble? Will she find help, will anyone rise up to meet her challenge?   ‘White Trash Beautiful,‘ by Teresa Mummert is a roller coaster of a story. The characters are very well written and the story is filled with life lesson that we can ALL relate to on some level. Have you grown-up in a home where you have become the “parent”? Then you will bond with this story.  “I can’t leave my mother, Tucker. She needs my help. I’m all she has.” … “You don’t have to be her parent Cass. That’s not fair to you.” … “It’s the way it is. She needs me and so does Jax. I won’t just abandon them. I’m not that kind of person.” Have you been in that relationship that has changed into something  debased and corrupt? This book will touch you profoundly.  “One thing was for certain–being alone terrified me more than any of Jackson’s outbursts.” This is just a taste of the mastery that Teresa Mummert created. It is a powerful book that will provoke feelings that will inspire you to ask the hard questions. Maybe for yourself or for someone you know. You will feel every desperation, every lost hope…every pain and loss. However, do not fret, because the light at the end of the tunnel is not extinguished completely. Hope is there in the glimmer of Tucker’s love. Will Cass trust in it–in herself–enough to grab a hold? You will have to read the book to find out!! OR will Cass stay “stuck”? I loved this book and can not wait for more. Thank you Teresa, for allowing me to review your work. What an honor! I am very humbled…thank you.