Let me start off this review by saying: this book made me angry, and the last half of this book is utter trash. I don't get angry very easily and I don't call many stories trash because I can usually find something of value to salvage my opinion of them. This one just manages to boggle the mind on so many levels that I had to finish reading it just to find something where it will redeem itself. Regrettably, it did not and it absolutely deserves the one star rating that I am giving it.
I actually quite enjoyed the beginning of the book. I thought the introduction of Blythe drunk and stumbling around was quite humorous. I was intrigued by her situation, and wanted to find out why she is in such a state. She seemed like a lonely, lost, desperate girl, but one that was believable. So after four years of drinking herself into a stupor apparently, she encounters a boy in a coffee shop six months before graduation. And he apparently finds her utterly charming and invites her to some random show. I thought oookay, sure thing. Then she meets some boy on the side of a lake skipping stones that she is utterly drawn to because of how beautiful and strong and lean he is. Blah blah.
Really, the insta-love should have rung freaking alarm bells in my head, but I braved on because thankfully, there was no mention of any "electricity sparking between them" or whatever. And then she's all "hey, I just met you, but my parents died in a fire and I don't believe in god".
The appropriate response?
a) Lady, it's real nice to get to know you, but this is kind of heavy and I think you should see a therapist.
b) My mom died too. There is no god, not for us. *cue dramatic music*
Ooookay. Except what came next was much, much worse.
The progression of the next part of the novel was tolerable. Blythe spends time with Chris for the rest of the day and meets the rest of his family. Even though it was a bit weird that she masturbates to the thought of some stranger she just met and spent the day with, I was accepting of it because, hey what turns you on is what turns you on, right? And I don't mind the mention of female masturbation in novels because there should be more of it. So it's all good. Then for some reason, she decides to go running, I'm not sure how much time passes between that day and this day, but she's all needing his help since apparently he's the only person she has connected with in the four years she's spent on this campus. Why she hasn't failed out of university already or somehow harmed herself due to liver failure amazes me. But by this point I should have realized that this isn't a story about real people with genuine feelings and hopes and dreams and pasts that could actually happen. This is just an excuse to write sexy scenes and fantasy dramatic events that couldn't possibly occur in real life. Unfortunately I kept on reading because I missed all of these clues.
They make out, and he stops all of a sudden and says "this is wrong" and ushers her out of the room. She leaves thinking "I don't know why he thinks this is wrong, but it was hot so it's ok and I'll just smile because OMG my girl parts are tingling and finally feel something after all of these years." NO. I mean, NO. If a guy stops and say "it's wrong for us to make out" then you should probably have some sort of suspicion that maybe a) he is dating someone else or b) he grew up in a strict religious household or is repressing something.
By the way, so far I don't even know what she studies in university. It doesn't seem like it even matters. It doesn't even seem like she has any sort of future. How does she even pay for university anyway? Who knows. She doesn't need to study or go to labs or do anything college related anyway. She just needs to touch herself and obsess about Chris. Moving on.
We then suddenly switch to a third person flashback about Blythe helping some weird guy in the past, and then I am thinking "He's going to turn out to be THAT GUY, but it can't be that obvious, because that would be too much." I make myself forget about this scene since I'm hoping it won't come back to haunt me.
After some more scenes just to emphasize how close Blythe is getting to the rest of the family, and how amazingly they all get along. And golly gee don't you know that Blythe's roommate just happened to move out at the beginning of the year and how convenient it is that her new bestie Estelle, Chris' sister, is suddenly in need of a place to stay because she hates her roommate? (Her roommate woke her up by playing Michael Buble, so guess what she does? She starts using her vibrator! Look at how fun and amazing this new bestie is! How sexually free! How unrepressed! Honestly that is just kind of gross and unnecessary)
Other things happen and Blythe touches herself some more while fantasizing about Chris. Chris Chris Chris, this is all she ever thinks about. There's no mentions of going to class, of maintaining good grades, of something about what she's going to do after she graduates. She just exists at this moment in time, because that's what the purpose of this story is, to capture this impossible romance. Let's not pretend these are people.
Then there's some emotional stuff she has to deal with her brother and her parents' death, which was actually appropriate to the story and not too poorly done. I had hope then from this point that the story may actually progress to improving from the hole where it fell into.
Eh. No.
Chris and Blythe spend five days in a hotel having lots and lots of sex in all sorts of ways. And then they don't really clarify their relationship, but they flirt and stuff and spend lots of time together and she seems to be cool with it. She even told him before that she doesn't want a relationship, that they can just be friends, and he repeatedly tells her "You're too good for me" "I'm bad for you" "I'm not boyfriend material"
What I learned from New Adult novels. If a guy tells you that he's not boyfriend material, RUN. RUN AS FAR AS YOU CAN.
And don't pretend that you are "Just friends" when you are saying things like "I will never sleep with anyone besides Christopher Shepherd." That is CRAZY talk there, woman. You guys haven't even had a discussion about what THIS is and you are already pledging the rest of your life and your happiness to a guy who obviously has big issues? That's just...no.
Because they meet up a few weeks after this marathon sex fest and they're just hanging out with their group of friends and he even slaps her ass in front of them, then a bombshell drops. Chris is with some girl, who kisses him, and then she finds out, FROM HIS FAMILY, WHO ARE ALSO SUPPOSEDLY HER FRIENDS, that he is dating some girl and has been for a while.
I mean WTF. These people are NOT your friends. They do not have your back if they are going to see their brother date another girl when they obviously know that you are blindly in love with him. Do you know what happens in the future when something happens and the two of you get into a big fight? They are going to stand on his side. Forever and always. You are not number one to them, and they will turn on you, just like they've already turned on you by not letting you know about him dating this other girl.
Oh and by the way, he gets engaged to this other girl too. And she rationalizes what he does because "And that's why you can't ever be with me, isn't it? I make everything too real for you. She doesn't do that." You know what, Chris. BOOHOO for you that you had a terrible past and had to take care of your brother and sister. BOOHOO for you that you are so afraid to have a normal relationship and to have feelings. So you have to go and lead two women on. BOOHOO you are just a big, selfish asshole who doesn't want to be alone and you can go jump in a lake.
Then he comes back between the engagement and the wedding and uses Blythe again after his father has a heart attack. And now he's basically cheating on his fiancee and she lets him, so she's just as much of a jerk as he is. I mean, the poor other girl. Poor Jennifer, you are just some pathetic excuse for drama, created for the sake of providing an obstacle between Chris and Blythe. There's no need for you to have feelings or personality. There's no need for you to be anything but a name. You're not pretty, but you're not not-pretty. You're not a hot piece of ass. You're just no one.
I love how Chris' family don't warn the girl either. They just adore him and allow him to do whatever he wants, because he's apparently some sort of god.
Anyway of course the wedding doesn't happen and Blythe welcomes him back with open arms and they get some sort of happily ever after where they heal each other or whatever.
Ugh.
Some major problems with this book that repulsed me:
- Blythe finds out that Estelle is sleeping with a professor and also because of her upbringing may have some leanings towards BDSM. As a good friend of hers, do you ever ask her if there is something going on if there is anything you can do to help? Because this woman is obviously dealing with some issues? Oh no, Blythe just pretends everything is ok because obviously this story is just about Blythe and Chris' damaged relationship so other people with their own hurts and painful memories don't matter. Same with Sabin's drinking problem or James' own personal struggles. There could have been some emotional brother-sister sort of feelings here, but there were about two scenes of that.
- Even though there are lots of sexy scenes about making out and self masturbating and mutual masturbation and lots of orgasms, none of it felt real. It didn't feel real because Blythe and Chris' "love" is not real. There was no emotional connection that was built up over time, over little shared moments or connections. It's basically some steamy scenes where if you replace the characters' names, you could get the same response. In fact, it might even be even hotter, these scenes as one night stands. I started skipping these sex scenes because it doesn't really add to the story. Also, Blythe was a virgin that didn't touch herself for four years and I don't think she watched any porn, but man was she able to say some dirty, titillating things to Chris to get hot and he was like some dude with years of experience with his dirty talk. I felt like I was suddenly dropped into a porno, which provided a strange disconnect from the "dark" and "emotional" components of the story.
- It's supposedly "romantic" to have scars that complete each other. I mean that's morbid and strange. How everything came together was just this side of fucked up. They meet, somehow, when he was being punished by his father and she "saves" him. Then while his father was about to kill him, he is called away and saves her life. Then they meet, years later, and fall in love, with some sort of puzzle piece shaped scars that fit together. This is WEIRD, and not romantic at all. If this ever happened to me, I would be freaked out and I would think this was too much for me and I would leave. But I mean if this had happened to me, I would have not talked to him, ever, after he got engaged to the other girl. But hey, that's just me.
This is just like "Sea of Tranquility", "Where She Went" and other New Adult books that have been appearing lately. Angsty mcangst boys who have excuses for treating girls in their lives like utter crap, and the girls just give in, because it is TWU LUV and they are soulmates or some shit. The girl is usually a virgin or naive or innocent or all of the above, believing so very much in the hero even though he goes about doing his own thing and plays with people's emotions. But it doesn't matter because they are MEANT TO BE due to some ridiculous, unbelievable coincidences, and it just brings up a bad rendition of that song by Elton John about "Written in the Stars".
Like I mentioned in one of my status updates, this book is a crossover between Twilight and Korean drama. Twilight because the boy has a) some sort of secret, b) which prevents them from being together, c) has a close-knit family that welcomes and adores her, d) pushes away and then gives in to her attempts at seduction. Korean drama because a) they met each other in someway years before without knowing it, b) everybody in the story has some sort of tragic past and sob story, c) everything has to come full circle where their lives were interconnected from the start.
I have a feeling that people will enjoy this though, so don't take anything of what I said in this review seriously if you loved any of the above books that I mentioned (I do admit I have a weak spot for Korean dramas though).
And Chris is an asshole. The end.
(Last note: Cheers to Netgalley for letting me read this. It's pretty obvious that I am giving my honest opinion and I haven't been influenced by them when they provided this for my review)