Rosanne

Okay, I can see how this book could work. A lot of teenage angst, dramatic declarations of love and 17 year old boys who apparently look like muscular inked men. But to call this a romance.. no. In fact, this should be a lesson on what NOT to want in a relationship. The MFC is pining after a grumpy MMC, who is apparently in love with her but holds her to incredibly double standards. A lot of growling, glaring and frustration is going on, but in the end he lets her down when she needs him the most. Thank you, next.

I laughed out loud when the MFC described him:

Lately, I noticed everything about him. Like how he always wore his tinted sunglasses even if the sun wasn't out, as if he didn't want anyone to see into his dark- gray eyes. How he leaned against whatever he could find-the wall, his car, the locker banks in school-as if standing was too much effort. Or how he always inhaled a sharp breath every time we set foot in school as if the pressure of growing up was almost too much to bear.

😂 Oh, to be a dramatic teenager again. Pining after the mysterious douche bag 😂

On the one hand, the story had potential, and apart from a bad taste in women, Kallias is a nice guy. But the female protagonist is a real piece of work. She thinks she's all sneaky and smart, but in fact she's just an arrogant diva who's lucky because she finds rich friends. She has no respect for the working class at all and only thinks about her own happiness. And just when you think she's grown a little and learned to love someone, her first solution is to kill him because things aren't going well. What? What's wrong with a good conversation?

For good measure, I tear my sister's note to pieces before tossing the paper to the floor for someone else to clean up.

GRRAAAAA! The rage I felt🤬 Is it the author's intention to make troelala as unlikeable as possible?

This review would have been a lot more positive if she got what was coming to her at the end. Apparently Charlie N. Holmberg was a feedback partner during the writing, so now I'm worried about Holmberg's books on my TBR.

It can be hard to write a negative review about a sensitive book, but I don’t mince my words when it comes to reviews. I frowned so much while reading this book. I expected all the mysterious issues to be cleared up by the end of the book, but no. I should have looked closer and saved myself the trouble, because this is part 1 of a series that I won’t be continuing.

Everyone in the book gets a nickname, so it takes a long time to figure out who they’re talking about. Garrett is Greedy, Levi is Duke, and Hunter gets a different name from everyone. The worst were Arti and Temi, short for Artemis. Because her name is Hunter, you know? Sigh..

Hunter apparently has anxiety, but it’s so poorly addressed that the only thing I know about it is that she sometimes stays in bed for a few days. And during those nights, she apparently has to lie on top of someone. Or between two people. Ironic that Greedy isn’t the most greedy character.

I think my biggest issue was, is that no one communicates in a healthy way! There is no chemistry between the characters, but Hunter is apparently a magnet for men. I felt sorry for Greedy, they should have shared the big secret with him. He is next level obsessed with Hunter, who treats him terribly. Let her go, boy. Especially when in the last pages another dude suddenly shows up at the door. Sorry, Sir Kabir Kareem Alexander Louis Cornelia Spencer 😂 Hunter apparently picked him up with her mysterious attraction during her mysterious tour through ✨Europe✨.

This story is held together by tie-rips and duct tape, and I will not be reading part 2

Cliché after cliché.. she's a petite girl in a man's world, who, of course, knows everything about cars, and who, of course, wears a tutu while working on cars. But with combat boots on, of course, otherwise she wouldn't be ✨different✨ from the other girls. Nope, not even going to spend an hour in this one.

In the first few pages of this book I already found three reasons not to waste my time reading it:

1) OMG YES "Omega Chi Kappa!" I'm zero percent interested in reading about some sorority girl who shakes her ass on a parade floatie.

2) The quote "Because even at twelve, strutting down a pageant stage in a bikini, I knew what my power was." Excuse you? Twelve??

3) She tosses her dirty wet wipes on the sidewalk. I'm done. I couldn't care less what her story is going to be.