The New Year means catching up on reviews I’ve been meaning to write forever.
I was supposed to love this book. My closest IRL New Adult fangirlfriend...moreThe New Year means catching up on reviews I’ve been meaning to write forever.
I was supposed to love this book. My closest IRL New Adult fangirlfriends LOVED Real. I even made one of them a custom ‘Real’ mug for Christmas - that’s how hard she’s been raving…But it didn’t work for me… And it’s all Brook’s fault.
Remy – the sexy, volatile underground fighter with anger issues? He mostly worked for me. But let me get back to Brook.
She made a very thoughtful career choice in becoming a physical therapist after suffering a potential Olympic career-ending injury. She wants to help others overcome their injuries or prevent them all together as her practiced trade….Great on paper, right? Very admirable, yes? But she’s JUST incredibly boring. For me, there no was spunk. More than once during Real, I found myself longing for Abby Abernathy, from Jamie McGuire’s Beautiful Disaster – an NA I read multiple times last year. You spend this entire book in Brook’s POV, and it just wasn’t a place I cared to be. Heroines don’t need to do crazy, wild things to keep my interest, but I needed…something…from her…and I just wasn’t getting it.
Equally troubling, I felt like Brook spent most of this book begging for Remy to have sex with her. It dragged on and on and on…night after night of kissing and cuddling. Remy didn’t want to take that step with Brook until she “fully knew him” or “knew what she was getting into”…or bla bla bla….Honestly, my memory’s cloudy on his exact wording, but bottom line? Remy wasn’t putting out and Brook came off as moany and pathetic. Here’s one example: “Why haven’t you touched me? Why don’t you fucking take me? Am I too fat? Too plain? Do you just delight in fucking torturing me senseless or are you just damn mean?” ….I finally texted a Real fangirlfriend and I told her the book was killing me and testing my patience. I thought, whatever’s holding Remy back, it can’t possibly be that bad…nothing can justify dragging it out like this. Well, I did eventually find out Remy’s secret - And NO – I don’t think it justified all those nights of just kissing & cuddling.
Oh my God…and how could I almost forget? Overfucking, as in overuse of the word “fuck” in places where I don’t think it belongs. “…he fucks my ear with slow…” Ear fucking. About 3 separate instances. “‘Brook Dumas.’ He just fucked my name right in front of me.” Name fucking. These uses just didn’t work for me – I personally found them distracting.
Despite my issues with Brook in Real, I will eventually finish this series if only to get to Remy (Book 3) and read his POV. Now that I know his secret, I think it’ll be interesting to be in his head. But I'm definitely in no rush. (less)
LMAO!! Omg, the end portion of the author/publisher's book warning has me DYING:
"Warning: Capture fantasy; dubious consent; anal play; M/f as well as...moreLMAO!! Omg, the end portion of the author/publisher's book warning has me DYING:
"Warning: Capture fantasy; dubious consent; anal play; M/f as well as one m/f/f/m scene; BDSM themes including caning, spanking, bondage, and needle play. Also contains one beginner Dom who is exploring sadism but is still working out how and when to stop."