LIAR LIAR – PEN ON FIRE!!! I can't say that I can hold any respect for Victoria Aveyard. That wasn't my call, it was completely hers. To take someone LIAR LIAR – PEN ON FIRE!!! I can't say that I can hold any respect for Victoria Aveyard. That wasn't my call, it was completely hers. To take someone else's intellectual property, someone else's successful project, then steal it's construction frame, fill it with recycled second grade product and call it your own is just simply bullshit.
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Red Queen crawled out to surface one year after Pierce Brown's Red Rising, and from page one it's obvious it's a blatant copy. People seem to jump around this subject afraid to rock any boats. Well I'm not. A thieving asshole is a thieving asshole, no matter how hard you try to be polite about it.
Pierce Brown introduces us to a world where the people are sorted into colors that would dictate their lives, Reds being the slaves, Golds being godlike.
Aveyard introduces us to a world where the people are sorted into colors that would dictate their lives, Reds being the lowest born and Silvers being godlike.
On Mars the Reds celebrate and fight for the Laurel, where they are required to attend and be reminded of their servitude.
Aveyard makes her Reds attend First Friday or some such shit,where they are required to attend and be reminded of their servitude.
Pierce Brown's under castes have a dedicated role capped and expressed by their physical appearance.
Aveyard isn't as talented, or as smart so she limited herself to a few supernatural attributes like telekinesis, strength, speed and so on.
Brown created Augustus as the embodiment of evil, and chose him as the point of torment for our hero.
Aveyard has King Tiberias as the leader of the 'Silvers'.
Brown introduced the rebels in all their glory as a known terrorist organisation known as Sons of Ares.
Aveyard created 'her' rebels as – The Scarlet Guard – who, you guessed it, are presented to the public by the Silvers as a terrorist organisation.
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People are tiptoeing around this, but imma call it as I see it. I am not sure if her name is Victoria Aveyard, or she stole that off someone too. Most probably the latter, although I guess we can't know for certain.
I have no idea just how much Cool Aid you gotta drown to wake up in the morning and look at yourself in the mirror, then proceed to PUBLICLY congratulate yourself for ripping off someone else's work and basically making it into a template in witch you kinda shuffle some names a bit and say – Golly fucking gee, aren't I grand? Jesus, people. This is not alright!
I have seen some coincidences in my lifetime, but coincidences in the book world seem to kind of always line up after some author comes with a winning original idea. After Twilight, glowing vampires wherever the eye can see. After 50 SOG, kinky billionaires at every corner. Mimi Jean Pampiloff ripped off Fever, Armentrout stole off Richelle Mead. These are all well known cases – with well known documented points to prove the story. A small mountain of identical plot twists, and of course the timeline – as all of their 'original' work always gets published at least a good year after the other bestsellers.
Armentrout weakly defended herself by calling it the Twilight Phenomenon, saying that all of the similarities that the reader saw with her work and Vampire Academy was in their head. So, basically, she's not a thief, people that read her books are just stupid...Gee, thanks.
You see, people like Victoria Aveyard have already had their fill of reviews just like mine. They read them – they upset them greatly (because they are true, and you can lie your ass of to anybody just not yourself -truth hurts like a sonofabitch), then they call their mum, their lover, their best friend and confidante and complain about just how hard it is. Hard to be unappreciated, hard to succeed in this harsh and cruel world, and how people just simply don't have the INTELECT to comprehend just how hard they worked on their book. It's everybody else's fault. Just not theirs. Oh and, the family all gathers, whisper those platitudes – you are a success my dear, not them, you have climbed a mountain which has felled many. It's envy and jealousy and all that other generic empowerment crap we hear from our closest circle when life kicks us in the nuts.
This is one of my pet peeves, turning a blind eye to obvious theft of someone else's powerful imagination. People who plagiarise only want to take your money at the end, witch I don't mind but the product isn't exactly Apple, it's more down the line of those Nike's, but with two k's in it. Nikke... hmmm, close but no cigar. Reading Red Queen leaves you with the insight into the whole creative writing process. You can actually visualise the author wanting to score. Looked kinda like this....
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There is no gratification to be felt once you read a novel like this one. None. Well perhaps one. PLAGIARIZM FOLLOWS YOU LIKE A BAD STENCH. Now, ten years from now, no matter what these people do – someone is always going to bring it up. My hat goes down to all that true indie crowd, that write crap that grates on the brain and boils the eyeballs in their sockets, but hey at least it's honest and theirs. Keep up the good work! And people like this? Eventually live up to their boring mediocrity. Since nobody got time for that, here's some magic crack cake that will help you enjoy this novel in all it's originality...
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PS: Oh and since PB was so damn successful that he sold the movie rights to his amazing stuff even before this POS hit the streets means that there can't be any legal dispute regarding the script as they make the film basically means a gag order, i bet a big part of people on his team be like... [image]
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I mean, seriously - on one side you have a linguist, a military strategist and a historian with a brilliant knack for writing. On the other side you have an idiot that let her three brothers face death and was only galvanized into motion when her own ass was on the line of fire - supported by a random guy from next door. Wow what a fucking heroine, right?...more
I cannot begin to tell you just how much I detest authors who plagiarize. From the pages of Half Blood you can actually see the regret AUPDATED [image]
I cannot begin to tell you just how much I detest authors who plagiarize. From the pages of Half Blood you can actually see the regret Armentrout had by not coming up with Vampire Academy herself.
Although I told myself never to read this POS, I finally gave in to one of my oldest friends. She said that the book is fast paced and catchy. It is. Because somebody has done it all before. Somebody has done it so much better too.
I have no respect for Armentrout, and the fact that she has taken another person's intellectual property and used it as a cash cow shows me that she doesn't respect herself or her career either. But by now I have seen so many examples where authors will sell their firstborn for a handful of cash and a bit of recognition. Enjoy the fame all the while knowing that it is NOT YOURS! People who let other people do all the work then take their earnings are pathetic freeloaders. In my mind from this point on, it's the only thing this author will be.
It's not right. Just like Mimi Jean Pampiloffs King's (The King Trilogy #1) ripped off KMM's Fever, Armentrout stole from Richelle Mead. No author worth their salt would ever so obviously, brazenly and stupidly steal from another. Greed, all I saw was pathetic greed and envy.
I truly love Vampire Academy series, so once I first got in contact with Half Blood I was so pissed off I could hardly see straight. It's not even the fact that she plagiarized that annoyed me as much as the fact that she got away with it so smoothly. There have only been a couple of instances where Armentrout herself talked about the accusations. She called it the Twilight Phenomenon. Long story short she said people were imagining things, and any connection between the two is a complete fabrication, and of course couldn't be further from the truth. I came back to her novel and originally wanted to just sit down and go trough the entire thing and put down in writing everything Half Blood had in common with Richelle Mead's brilliant series. I only got as far as six chapters before it got the best of me. But here are just a few of those completely random, and wholly unconnected similarities between the two.
Hematoi – Arementrout has daimons in her novel instead of vampires. DAIMONS?? I mean WTF? VA - Moroi and the Strigoi – vampire species
Aiden was ordered to take Alex back to school. VA - Dmitri was ordered to take Rose back to school.
Alex doesn't want to go back so Aiden chases her and knocks her on her arse. VA - Rose doesn't want to go so Dmitri knocks her on her arse.
The elemental magic is possessed by the Hematoi. VA – The elemental magic is possessed by the Moroi.
The Hematoi are elitist and mostly marry other Hematoi, but they fool around a lot. VA – The Moroi are elitist and mostly marry other Moroi, but they fool around a lot.
In the conversation with the Dean, Aiden offers to train Alex so she can stay in school. VA - In the conversation with the Headmistress, Dmitri offers to train Rose so she can stay in school.
Aiden gives Alex shit for being written up so many times and hanging in the male dormitory. VA – Dmitri gives Rose shit for being written up so many times and hanging in the male dormitory.
Aiden is older that Alex, works for the Covenant and completely off limits. VA – Dmitri is older that Rose, works for the Academy and completely off limits.
Alex is a hardass that resolves most of her problems with her fists and gets in rouble the very first day she's back at the Covenant. VA – Rose is a hardass that resolves most of her problems with her fists and gets in rouble the very first day she's back at the Academy.
Aiden has a reputation of being the best and the toughest Sentinel on campus. VA- Dmitri has the reputation of being the best and the toughest fighter in the Academy.
Alex butts heads with the it chick in school called Lea. VA – Rose butts heads with the it chick in school called Mia.
Alex has an old friend in school who was her go to guy for mischief called Caleb. VA – Rose has an old friend in school who was her partner in crime called Mason.
Alex gets permanently grounded until she gets cleared by the Dean, no school functions, no hanging out with friends, but she goes anyway. VA – Rose gets permanently grounded until she gets cleared by the Dean, no school functions, no hanging out with friends, but she goes anyway.
Alex goes for a dagger in training and Aiden tells her she didn't earn the right to touch it. VA – Rose constantly tried to practice with the stake but Dmitri kept taking it away from her. He said that she didn't earn the right.
All of this in less than six chapters. I don't know about Twilight, but this is a phenomenon indeed. See, no matter how she tries to explain it, no matter how hard she tries to forget it, the fact will still remain that she based an entire series, five novels in total on someone else's work. [image]
Apparently she as an author is more than happy to let such things define her in life. There are many people out there like me, and I am glad. People who appreciate effort and originality and will simply not turn a blind eye to selfish individuals like her, or sit quietly because she managed to get published. She wrote a few books, so what? That fact alone doesn't guarantee that she is a nice person with high moral standards.
Stuff like this gets me extremely angry. Thieving assholes like this get me extremely angry. But at least i have one consolation. Label of a Copy Cat will stick with her for the rest of her career, no matter how hard she tries to avoid it. ...more
That is the one word that I can say the author didn't consider when she wrote this story, and scarily the only word I could focus on while INBREEDING.
That is the one word that I can say the author didn't consider when she wrote this story, and scarily the only word I could focus on while I was reading this. And no, it's not because I am a squeamish person, or this was my very first brush with this kind of subject. It was the terrible way this book was written.
There are authors out there who have an extremely rare talent to balance a taboo subject in a way that a reader could relate to. The end result would be this – even though the readers would stay with their original conclusion and feelings regarding the subject, they would approach it from a different angle. They would strive to understand the driving force behind the actions of a character. That, my friends, is something that a good storyteller is capable of producing.
I am certain that the author chose incest purely for the reason of it being 'fresh' and 'edgy' subject, and in hopes that the controversy alone would be enough of an inspiration for people to spend money on her book. I read this on a dare, and I have read a few novels on the subject in the past. They all have the same commonality, something of a rather vital element that Diane Rinella simply doesn't understand, or seem to get. There is a damned good reason incest is wrong and it's most certainly not just simply society's fault. Rinella created her leading lady Lilly and almost from page one, you are being told that she doesn't care if she's gross, or what society thinks. [image]
There is an documentary available on he internet somewhere, and if you look hard enough for it, I'm sure you'll find it, I can't be bothered at the minute looking for the link. It's about natural born instincts. The subjects being observed were babies up to a year and a half old, and they were seated in a room with their mothers, the room has one glass wall covered with a curtain. The curtain parts first time and there is a snake on the floor behind the glass. The baby stares at it, not looking away until the curtain closes. When the curtain parts the second time, there is a fluffy bunny on the other side. The baby looks at it for about five seconds before it starts to play and look elsewhere. The point is simple – even though the child is that young it may not understand the concept of a snake, it's instinct tells the baby it's dangerous.
Apply the simple human instincts to mate and reproduce and you will see natural selection at it's best. In history humans suffered the worst known deformations as a result of inbreeding, and even though it's painfully obvious that some people are just plain dumber then others, we can still rely on the fine tuned human organism to sear us in the right direction. We are simply not attracted to blood relatives because the gene pool is extremely undesirable. The mere thought of it is revolting. It's instinct, just like you wouldn't eat rotten meat. IT FUCKING STINKS. [image]
Every other book I have read on incestuous relationships, the characters seem to be aware of these facts and understand that it isn't something as trivial as society's whim behind the general disgust once you mention it. Yet Rinella inflicts upon her reader the mind of her MC Lilly, and wow, what a disturbing mind it is. There isn't a sense of wrongness anywhere, no true realization that she is pursuing her brother as a sexual partner. Her mind is full of flirtation and jealousy, like she's dealing with the kid from next door. Second extremely disturbing thing is Lilly's behavior.
If one would go trough her actions through the eyes of a male character, you will get an very persistent sexual harasser. This is as well one of the subjects that is increasingly common in contemporary romances of late, where the female characters get away with so much more then we would dare to forgive the males. Like having a vagina has somehow became a get-out-of-jail-free card that allows females to do the exact same thing we do not stand for....but that's a bone to pick for another time. Lilly pursues her brother, insisting on closeness, on sexual contact that he is uncomfortable with, and even goes out of his way to let her know, but to no avail. She plots, pushes, touches, whines and throws tantrums when she doesn't get her way. The whole thing made me sick, it was like watching a rapist in training. [image]
Not just that Rinella lost the plot, she lost her dictionary as well. I've read some books with a shitloads of spelling mistakes, but this is the first one where the author just invents a word. She wrote eunuch – unic. Friggin unic!
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For the first time in my life, I can say I felt embarrassed while reading a book.
In my time I've read some nonsense, but the sheer ignorance the For the first time in my life, I can say I felt embarrassed while reading a book.
In my time I've read some nonsense, but the sheer ignorance the author displayed in “The Queen of All That Dies” was cringe-worthy to say the least. It came to that point where I couldn't even laugh at it anymore. What made the entire experience bad was all the opportunities the author had but missed to research some points that she chose to incorporate as vital elements of her story. What made it worse is the fact that majority of those were common sense.
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The world has been divided to eastern and western hemispheres by a horrifying nuclear war. Serenity Freeman is living in the burned, barren landscape of the Americas. She lives underground in a kind of military base, with a handful of other survivors. Food is scarce, there is no sunlight. A true post-apocalyptic world. You get the gist of it, now listen to this....
She is an ambassador's daughter, and in the new world order where every move could mean the difference between life and death , the author chose to apply ancient distribution of power; inheritance, rather than merit as Serenity is called to attend with her father a meeting with the dreaded King Lazuli to negotiate the surrender and survival of an entire hemisphere. I thought OK, maybe she's a badass, highly educated diplomat with mad fighting abilities. The author simply chose to say this, “Next to my father I've learned useful skills.” - what those were, we never discovered. Another thing that stunk to high heaven was the described condition of Canada and Central America. As the author said herself, the things are so unsettled and dangerous there and a ruling government was non existent. Yet, here is this irrelevant girl, surrendering a territory nobody has any control over. It goes so far to say to the reader to disregard her father who happens to have experience as a diplomat, and simply focus on her, because she's speshul and beautiful, and stuff, that on it's own would be enough to dazzle a conquering force......
Seems legit.
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In the midst of all of this incredibly clever stuff, the author launches herself in thinly veiled backhanded praises of just how beautiful Serenity is. She is so malnourished from hunger everybody is suffering from, yet her friend feels sad for her and the look of her hipbones and her collarbones sends them into a grief fest. Never mind that her friend is starving just like she is. Just so we know our MC is super thin guys. The supporting cast keeps subtly hinting how pretty she is, while she selflessly laments her life by having to wear a dress in front of the King, because she is above and beyond superficiality. Oh, and she has a scar, so I guess we were expected to believe she is above vanity as well. To all of those still not getting it, this is the part where the author pretends that by pretending not to like all the frilly, trivial nonsense our MC is actually displaying a sign of incredible depth of character. And, if you wish to continue reading this novel, this is the part where you pretend to believe her. [image]
But fuck it, even that isn't bad on it's own. It's the science....
Most of the developed countries on this planet possess nuclear weapons. Most of the undeveloped countries possess them also. There are a shitload of nukes around, and no matter how turbulent our world becomes, or how violent, nobody ever seems to use them. Why do you think that is? Majority of third-graders out there have an idea. The times of 'Little Boy' are far behind us and most of today's weapons measure in yield up to fifty times more. One single blast from those things and the fallout would encircle the entire Earth in a matter of days. If more then one bombs would detonate we would face a nuclear winter, engulfing the planet in a cloud of smoke that wouldn't lift for decades. Nuclear blasts and radiation are apparently magical in this book. A bomb strong enough to level DC goes off, our heroine survives it in a basement, not a bomb shelter....but a basement. She steps outside after a couple of hours with no ill effects whatsoever, she simply strolls away. Many more bombs detonate, across TWO continents covering one half of the globe, razing the soil, making the atmosphere toxic, and our heroine simply prances around in a dress and heels, waiting for a flight over to Europe. No hazmat suits, no precautions, no Geiger counters, no decon, nothing.
On top of being magical, the radiation is extremely polite too, as it stayed where it was originally dropped, as Europe continues on with life unscathed, and lush as always. As our Serenity says, the sky is even bluer there... [image]
Just think about it... This colossal stupidity is the backstory of the ENTIRE novel. I mean, ignorance on a subject is easily rectified by a little research. If you don't feel confident enough, perhaps don't feature the elements of that subject as carriers for your story. Some time spent with Google at least could save you a shitload of embarrassment.
Example: Dunning–Kruger effect The Dunning–Kruger effect is a cognitive bias wherein unskilled individuals suffer from illusory superiority, mistakenly assessing their ability to be much higher than is accurate. This bias is attributed to a metacognitive inability of the unskilled to recognize their ineptitude.
As David Dunning and Justin Kruger of Cornell University conclude: "The miscalibration of the incompetent stems from an error about the self, whereas the miscalibration of the highly competent stems from an error about others."
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It seemed to me that she was simply too lazy to look anything up, she just tossed all that in there as fluff until she had the chance to focus on the romance. If that is the true case, don't try to sell this novel as something it's not. I simply couldn't go trough this story with a straight face, because the author tried to portray serious characters going trough an incredibly hard life, by saying things that make no goddamn sense at all. Cringe....just cringe..
PS: Aw hell, i just couldn't keep it in....King Lazuli??? As in Lapis Lazuli??? I kept imagining a smurf. It made those scenes hilarious where she was silently pissed at him. I mean what was she going to do? Choke a smurf? smh... ...more
This is the second novel by K.F. Brenne I have attempted to read, a completely different series and i can say i hated it as much as the first.
I don't This is the second novel by K.F. Brenne I have attempted to read, a completely different series and i can say i hated it as much as the first.
I don't like the way she writes. It's one dimensional, not engaging and riddled with cliches. Nothing i haven't seen before. I guess it has an audience out there, but I'm not a part of it....more
Wow.....this was....disturbing. Ladies and Gentlemen! Introducing Lucy and Xochitl, the two of the most inappropriate heroines I have come across in aWow.....this was....disturbing. Ladies and Gentlemen! Introducing Lucy and Xochitl, the two of the most inappropriate heroines I have come across in a very long time.
These girls body-shame, stereotype, belittle and insult pretty much every person they meet, and still somehow manage to run a business. I mean, some of the stuff that was attributed to the mouths of these 'heroines' was downright disgusting.
Brace yourselves bitches, winter isn't coming just yet, but it might by the time you finish reading this review. The rant is just that long.
Intro wise - Chapter 3 says it all...
“Could your loved one be a Feral? Need to housebreak your Hound? Need Werebeast removal? You need The Werewolf Whisperer Satisfaction guaranteed.”
Yeah well, Caesar Milan called – he wants his shit back.
The editing was so poor it made it almost impossible to follow the plot. The entire thing was riddled with SHOUTY CAPITALS, JUST IN CASE OUR BRAINS COULDN'T PICK UP ON THE INVERTED AND REGULAR EXCLAMATION MARKS THAT THE CHARACTERS ARE BAING LOUD!!! A lot of it was in Spanish, offering little or no translation, so brush up on that Espanol if you want to understand it. Mainly, just the swear words will do; add to that multiple supporting characters popping up every other sentence that came with barely a few words of description and virtually no background to speak of, and you wind up with a massive headache from just trying to follow the damned thing. [image]
The book itself was written in the third person but the carriers of the narrative changed with such speed that you had no clue who was talking, whose POV are we following, or where the hell were we all going. Mess, it was all a big mess.
Now for the characters themselves:
Xochitl and Lucy or Xo and Lucy, and I will call her Xo because my European brain keeps butchering the pronunciation. The authors tried really, really hard to make them sound badass but they sadly didn't read badass. They read as disrespectful bigots with a serious need for an attitude adjustment. Their badassery was nothing more than insults to everyone around them accompanied by profanities in two languages. It was like listening to a kid trying to sound mature by adding 'fucking' in front of every other word. Badassery comes from the way you act, not how badly you speak. And the actions of these two???
Lucy is the 'Whisperer'. She is obeyed by the weres, the only thing she needs to do is issue a command. And she uses her talents to help people with their furry problems, that is -affected people and their friends and family. That on it's own is nothing I have a problem with, I mean that's why I started reading the book. It's the way she does it that's warped. If you have a chance just read the first chapter, it will all become crystal clear. She treats her clients as idiots and their affected relatives like rabid Pomeraninas. I shit you not, she shouts HEEL BOY, DOWN BOY to a human being that's by her own words infected by a virus that can and will affect them and their families for the rest of their lives. Completely dehumanizing the infected victim named Jimmy by making him preform for treats, she then proceeds to insult and cuss out the parents in their own home for having been traumatized by their child going friggin wild and not knowing how to cope. She finishes her triad with asking to be paid for her services...... Because she is a professional that knows her job and values her clients and what they, and their afflicted loved ones must be going trough. Yup, this is the MC, the 'Whisperer', the lifesaver....Oh and one of the services she provides? Killing your kid if it's rabid. For a fee... Oh boy....
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Xo is an unique character herself, doing her damnedest not to let Lucy have all the fun or steal the thunder. I can't help but imagine her as an extremely muscular and healthy person with a severe aversion to food and everybody who eats it. Why is that, you ask? Because from page one she has nothing but an array of colorful insults for anyone on the heavier side. Again, refer to the first chapter where there is a chase scene, and Xo speaks to one of the characters conveniently named Fat Dan, “Hey Gordito! Roll to me, you big tub of lard”, a few chapters down she almost runs him down singing “There goes the lard-ass!” She described Fat Dan as being obviously fat, sweaty, in his thirties, living in his mother's basement....and a BRONIE?
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You did not just stereotype and ridicule an entire fandom using the worst cliché you could possibly find....
Wow...Just fucking wow...
Not to hold just Fat Dan to the candle, Xo does this a lot. There's an officer named Ramos who was trying to flirt with Lucy, and she graced him with, ”pudgy bald officer, chubby lovesick puppy, this chubby pendejo and Gordito” Gordito seems to be her fave...
Like I said, I had this book on TBR for ages, and I was really excited about reading it, I love a good UF/PNR, but this took bad on a whole new level. It was shallow, vapid, dumb and ignorant. The authors didn't really do themselves any favors with bringing these two characters to life. I found them incapable of living up even to the blurb, and that is only a few sentences long, let alone the whole novel.
I recommend this to no one. Not a single soul...In fact......more
I have just finished “Oscar: An accident waiting to happen”, and I can't even begin to tell you how utterly disgusted I am by it's author Patricia TayI have just finished “Oscar: An accident waiting to happen”, and I can't even begin to tell you how utterly disgusted I am by it's author Patricia Taylor.
Oscar Pistorius's trial has ended, sending him behind bars for five years for the murder of Reeva Steenkamp. It's not enough, it's not nearly enough by my book. At the end, he will be out, and have a chance at life again. Nothing will ease the suffering of the Steenkamp family for the rest of their lives. Throughout the entire trial, they have honored the memory of their daughter with dignity and respect, calm acceptance and quiet sorrow. They have endured months of gruelling testimony surrounding their daughter's death, having to sit just a few feet away from her killer. Their pain doesn't end there, and it won't for a long time to come. For there will be other people like Trish Taylor out there, money hungry – ambulance chasing vultures, scrambling in the dirt to fill their pockets in the shadow of their tragedy.
Lets start at the beginning. This book is BADLY WRITTEN. The writer behind it is Melinda Ferguson. Apparently she is published something before, but after reading this, I can honestly say – No thank you, I don't want any. The sentences are short and harsh, obviously embellished in a melodramatic kind of way with their descriptions for the purpose of eliciting an emotional response. She wasn't telling a story, she was creating a drama with Trish Taylor as the heroine of this disaster. Naturally, because of the entire situation, she didn't achieve the effect she was going for. It backfired, big time.
I don't know what I have expected when I started reading, my expectations were low, but still this vulgar idiocy managed to disappoint even those.
Taylor starts the book with a weak justification on why she feels the need to share her opinions with the world. She says that she wanted to do so a long time ago, but the time wasn't right. Nobody would buy a book published by a jilted ex's mother, or believe her accusations of a golden boy. Now, when the golden boy turned dark, I guess she judged the times have changed. To bad the book was still a testimony of a jilted ex's mother. That didn't change.
Trish Taylor desperately tries to portray herself as a woman of great moral standards and motherly affection, that single-handedly saved her virtuous daughter from the clutches of an evil man. “ Thankfully I had confronted him in late October, just three months before the killing, and had ordered him to stay away from Sam, and leave our family alone.” - Never mind the actual testimony made by her daughter, that the reason for the split was his cheating. What fascinated me was the fact that P. Taylor claims that they were over the moon and welcomed him in their house at the beginning of the relationship with her daughter, and that she worried about his disability. She didn't worry about the fact that her 16 year old daughter was dating a 23 year old man, or saw any possible problems arising out of that, nope... just his prosthetic legs....
Something else that was truly remarkable was the fact that Patricia Taylor brazenly claims to KNOW what was Oscar Pistorius thinking and feeling at certain parts. Now, he may have communicated with her and shared his experiences, that made her draw certain conclusions of her own, but she doesn't say it like that. She TELLS the reader how he felt, and then provides her 'expert analysis' of his mental state, she even goes so far as to bait the reader with unsubstantiated ideas. When she talks about Oscar leaving 200 balloons, and spray paints I LOVE YOU TIGER on the driveway of his ex's house, she concludes with this: “Others might have labelled this obsessive behavior.” Others might say that the sun is green an the oceans red, too.
One thing was obvious from her testimonial, that Oscar Pistorius lived the A-lister lifestyle. He was famous, he had money, arrogance, liked beautiful women, fast cars and guns. So what if he did? A lot of people like women, fast cars and guns. That alone is nothing shocking, and can be taken by no means as an indicator of future events. If it could, 90% of the male population of the southern United States would be behind bars.
And this is it, this is the moment where Trish Taylor and Melinda Ferguson join forces to desperately try and create something out of nothing. Taylor talks about how Pistorius lead them on for a long time, but then by her own words admits that there were situations that would label his relationship with her daughter problematic at a very early stage. The entire book is difficult to follow, as it doesn't stick to a chronological order, rather jumps from time to time as it suits the writer. It's peppered with 'words of wisdom', and quotes that should suggest the depth of character of Trish Taylor, but sadly read as patronizing fodder to fill blank pages. The writing duo also lack original content. I cant even count how many times you stumble upon the words: "According to", as they take other people's work and research of this case, polish it up, rephrase it and try to sell it off as a part of their own. Truth of the matter is, there isn't anything in there that would reveal the future, no dark monsters under the bed, just a troubled relationship between a (too) young girl and a man, narrated by her meddling mother.
The last thing about this book, that saddled it with enough lead to sink it to such depths of unachievable new lows was the condescending way she talked about Reeva Steenkamp and her family. She made sure early in the book to say that her daughter was a natural beauty, a wispy blonde never lacking for male attention, while Reeva was described as having mousy brown hair and having to work hard to get where she was. Oh, don't get me wrong. She made all the right noises at all the right times, and was more then appropriately outraged and saddened by what happened to her, but I have read this book, and I can tell you, I am not fooled for a moment. The not so subtle hints about Steenkamp's family financial status, and Reeva's dedication to help them didn't go unnoticed either, and would possibly give her an extra mark on the emotional scale, if she didn't lament how Oscar Pistorius never spent enough money on her daughter. Even a published writer and all the flowery scented prose couldn't hide the stench of bitter bullshit that wafted off her words.
I want to tell you that I HAVE NOT PAID FOR THIS BOOK. If I haven't had the chance of getting it off a friend, I would have never read it. After seeing the short interviews with Trish Taylor, I have decided I would NEVER give her a dime. There's one thing I will guarantee you however, that the label of a MORBID OPPORTUNIST will stretch farther and last her a hell of a lot longer then the royalties of this pathetic book....more
I have read my fair share of erotica, and i really love the genre. As far as i have found out there are two ways of writing it. One - an actual credibI have read my fair share of erotica, and i really love the genre. As far as i have found out there are two ways of writing it. One - an actual credible story line that allows passion to flourish, winding up in some interesting sex scenes, and two - the type of erotica that uses the 'story-line' as static, allowing it's protagonists to act like their brains can only comprehend one word - GENITALS. That type is the easiest to write, and the hardest to read, because it reduces the characters to such blithering idiots, that one finds oneself often wondering just how on earth did they manage to survive this long by having the comprehension ability of an amoeba. This is the latter kind of erotica.
Now this is my fault. No really, because someone i know read it, commented on it, and I DIDN'T MARK THE BOOK OFF! So i forgot all about it. I will never, ever fail to do so again.
It really didn't ring a bell, until came on to this quote...brace yourselves:"She sucked on my clit, like a little baby attached to a nipple..."
WUT?
Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nooooooooooope!
You do not, i repeat - DO NOT associate sexual acts with infants, and expect to get a high five. That is Not OK
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Dear, sweet merciful Jesus, where even to begin, to start untangling the catastrophic mess that is this novel.
Let's start by saying that it's l[image]
Dear, sweet merciful Jesus, where even to begin, to start untangling the catastrophic mess that is this novel.
Let's start by saying that it's long.....too long for the wrong reasons. From page one, the author launches herself in filling the pages with descriptions of Kiera's surroundings, down to the details of her every step. I wouldn't mind, if it wasn't for the fact that those bits of information weren't important to the story. Yet, when she reaches something that could get you emotionally invested in the novel, like conversations with supporting characters, she simply glosses over them in a way that gave me a headache, and made me think, "What's the point of all this?"
If you manage to get yourself further then chapter one, you will be launched in a world filled with contradictions, and scene changes that will give you whiplash. I could have ignored even that, and soldiered on, if i didn't slam head first in to a wall of unoriginal content so extreme, it bordered on fan fiction.
The contradictions made little sense all together and made it extremely difficult to follow the story. At first Kiera loves her sister's house, next thing she say's it's creepy. She moved to give herself a 'new life' away from her past, and her scars, describing how people take extra care around her because she is emotionally fragile. But, the emotional fragility is nowhere in sight, as her mind is focused on gossip and trivial nonsense, like outfits and clubbing. When it focuses on something else it's on a guy. Kiera in one chapter loves hiking and the outdoors, in the next chapter is a clumsy person that isn't focused on physical exertion. She is this fragile flower, and an introvert that also leaves her phone number to the first person she meets, and goes clubbing. She is supposed to be shy and socially awkward, but then gets a job working nights as a waitress in the hottest club in town. See where i am going with this? How the hell am i supposed to know who is this character, if the author herself had no idea???
She is supposed to be a young woman, but from her conversation you get the feeling that she is twelve.This happened because the author aimed for naivety, but overshot, and got stupidity. Small example. - She meets some girls at college, escorted by the most popular guy around, that is giving her his undivided attention, and the girls are giving her an evil eye. She says that she doesn't understand why. The author wanted to portray that her character is above the usual social and gender grouping, and the conflicts that come with them, as an individual that is so blissfully selfless and unaware of her physical appearance. Then a few chapter's later, she describes Cassie as being hormonaly overcharged, as she ridicules her 'slutty' behavior. So, she understands, but is just playing stupid. All for our benefit? Gee, thanks...you shouldn't have....
The entire novel was in a dire need of an editor. So dire, it was on the floor, thrashing, bleeding and screeching like a stuck pig for one. The scene changes were so rapid and unconnected you had to do a double take sometimes, just to know where you are. One sentence, she is in the club, working, trying not to look at the Dravens, followed by:“AGAIN! With my imagination, I should write horror stories for a living!” The sentence after that, she is choosing an outfit from her closet, at home. [image]
The whole: "I should write horror stories for a living".., is a backhanded compliment from the author to herself, for writing this novel...in case you missed it.
There are further things that were annoying, but if i write them all down, my review will have the same page count as the novel. So let's just stick to why i gave up...Kindly note that i would have given up sooner, if i didn't have to shovel trough a mountain of furniture descriptions to get to the key points of the story. This is a Twilight, Vampire Diaries hybrid, without even an attempt of concealment of the key elements of the two. All the hype about the Dravens- seen it all before as all the hype about the Cullens in twilight. All the awe, all the gossip. The black raven stalking the heroine? Well hello Damon Salvatore. The whole cheesy I'm-there-but-not-there-when-you-suddenly-wake-up-in-the-middle-of-the-night-to-watch-you-sleep thing(Seriously? I mean, seriously?), meeting on a beautiful meadow in the mountain crap, hello Edward, where the hell have you been lately?
Overall, the story is a catastrophe, it's not thought trough, it's juvenile and completely over the top. The behavior and actions of the leading character is impossible to follow with your IQ still intact. I guess that there is an audience for this somewhere out there, but i am happy to report that i am not one of them.
The rating for this book is very high, and pushed me into reading it. The only thing i can say was thank god it was given to me and i didn't spend actual money on it. I would have been mourning it otherwise....more
Cliché upon cliché upon cliché. If this novel had any more cheese in it it would be a shop in France. [image]
“Sanctum” has died a very tragiDNF at 52%
Cliché upon cliché upon cliché. If this novel had any more cheese in it it would be a shop in France. [image]
“Sanctum” has died a very tragic death from the most common cause that hit the PNR genre. Exsanguination. It would appear that the plot was struck down repeatedly by the stupidity of the heroine, making it possible for logic to escape trough the gashes. The end result wasn't pretty.
Warning: Graphic Content
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Writing PNR opens the door to the most incredible, outlandish shit you can possibly think of. So why does it seem like most of these authors shop at the same aisle? A girl with a tortured past? Check. I believe it, but I really don't brush with the supernatural? Check. A drop dead gorgeous guy in..........wait for it.....leather, swinging a sword? Check. Insta-lust? Check. Automatic degradation of conversation that boils things down to blushes, flushes, rushes and panty gushes? Check.
Is getting laid that important that the entire story has to suffer for it? That is my only question. It shouldn't be. This kind of thing is so common, I don't even feel like going into any more details about it. Starts with a decent enough story and bam! As soon as the guy is introduced, the woman manages to loose fifty points of her IQ. Nope thank you. Books like this are a dime a dozen, no point in wasting any more time on it.
PS: Malachi??? Of course his name is Malachi. I mean what were the chances of him being named Steve or anything so mundane? ...more
I am not going to trash this novel because of it's classic cliche YA theme. Usually if i stumble upon a story that is juvenile i just pass it off as bI am not going to trash this novel because of it's classic cliche YA theme. Usually if i stumble upon a story that is juvenile i just pass it off as bubblegum high school drama and leave it at that. Suffice to say, this is a book written by young girlies, for young girlies.
This book however has two things that annoyed me to hell. Portrayal of the lead female character Elle and the actual writing, witch was atrocious.
I'll elaborate. Both men and women tend to be misunderstood and underestimated because of their age, but they are far more capable and intelligent then we give them credit for. Emphasis on the capable.
Elle walks trough school being bullied to that extreme extent that it made no sense. I understand that high school can be very traumatic for some people, especially if you have been bullied. The author wanted to portray emotional turmoil and the feelings of isolation, but with the choices Elle made she didn't do her any favors. Even a kitten, young, inexperienced, uncoordinated has some claws to protect itself. The characters were overblown in their aggression, and Elle just stood there taking it all. It was actually Nero who first stood up for her and she beamed at him like a silly calf, never thinking to do that herself, she was so 'afraid' of any type of confrontation. The author shot and missed the target. This was a young woman, but she didn't behave as such, she was more of an infant that needed coddling. The naivete displayed by Elle was so great it was as dangerous as it was impossible. She would have known more about life simply by watching TV, let alone human interaction. I cringed to see just how pitiful and pathetic Elle was. It annoyed me, it upset me. She was worse then a beaten dog, and i can't say that endeared her to me. For a seventeen year old girl she had a shriveled soul and the intelligence of a child.
The amount of effort the author invested into making her lead need saving surpassed the classic maiden in distress cliche. Now i don't mind a bit of maiden in distress, i am a romantic to the bone, but when the maiden is that weak that she needs help to breathe, i don't like the maiden. I would rather feed her to the dragon. [image] I truly believe that a little backbone wouldn't hurt this story, but in fact improve it. Women presented as slobbering idiots that forget themselves as soon as a guy bats his eyelashes grate on my nerves. Also when they are such imbeciles that they need a guy to find their self worth. Especially in high school. In fact a kindergarten child has more self esteem and shows more common sense. This isn't a historical romance where women swoon and have no rights, it's the 21st century. The message i got from experiencing Elle's character was a disturbing one; justification of abuse for the sake of popularity, and romanticizing self interest because let's face it, Nero is just looking after his own hide.
About the writing....The author manages to transport us back in time, when indeed we sat in class trying to write an essay. In my head i keep hearing the professor saying, be careful! When writing in third person, make sure that you don't use the name so often when starting a sentence, and most of all don't string them together.
Small example:
Elle knew she needed help, and if anyone in this school could protect Chloe, it was Nero and his crew. Sorry, Chloe. Elle sat down beside Chloe. “You better not be lying to me, Nero.” Elle knew he had heard her; he nodded, not only for her, but for his crew to come over. Elle whispered to Chloe, “It’s going to be okay. I haven’t let anyone in here hurt you, have I?” And she hadn’t. Elle did whatever it took to make sure no one laid a finger on her. Yes, that meant Elle got the short end of the stick in here, but Chloe got the shortest end of the shittiest stick outside of here. Elle gave Chloe a smile when she finally answered, shaking her head no. Elle could see the signal Nero gave the young blond one to sit beside Chloe.
And then, and then, and then, and then......
Bad form, that showed just how much the author was struggling to find the adequate words to convey her story.
If Jericho Barrons had a malnourished, under-developed younger brother, King would be him! Throughout this novel that was the only thought that occupiIf Jericho Barrons had a malnourished, under-developed younger brother, King would be him! Throughout this novel that was the only thought that occupied my mind.
It was so clear that Pamfiloff tried to re-create the Barrons-Mac type of relationship, but sadly the whole thing came crashing down, because of one small reason. King and Mia are no Barrons and Mac.
Why did i come to this conclusion? There were just a few similarities:
1. Barrons is a gentleman asshole, who insists on calling Mac-Ms. Lane. -King is a gentleman asshole, who insists on calling Mia-Ms. Turner.
2. Barrons is clearly not all human, but blatantly lies when Mac points it out. -King is clearly not all human, but blatantly lies when Mia points it out.
3. Barrons is an ancient powerful creature, with dubious moral standards when coming to acquire something he wants. -King is an ancient powerful creature, with dubious moral standards when coming to acquire something he wants.
4. Barrons tattoos Mac, so he can keep track of her. -King tattoos Mia, so he can keep track of her.
5. Mac vomits when her Sidhe-Seer abilities lock on the Sinsar Dubh. -Mia vomits when she uses her Light-Seer abilities.
6. Barrons always threatens to punish Mac, with a truck-load of sexual innuendo. -King always threatens to punish Mia, but the truckload of sexual innuendo is mostly in her head.
7. The sexual tension between Mac and Barrons doesn't go anywhere for a long time because Mac doesn't trust Barrons. -The sexual tension between Mia and King is very palpable but has to move a bit faster simply because Pamfiloff doesn't have as interesting story as Moning. Still Mia doesn't trust King.
8. Barrons keeps popping out of thin air to save Mac. -King literally keeps popping out of thin air to save Mia.
9. Barrons wants Mac's seer abilities to help him get the Sinsar Dubh. -King wants Mia's seer abilities to help him get the Artifact.
10. Barrons bargains for Mac's help, offering information on her sister. -King bargains for Mia's help, offering information on her brother.
11. Barrons takes Mac to a party and dangles her as bait, to get her to use her seer abilities. -King gets Mia taken to a party, to be dangled as bait and to use her seer abilities. The big difference here is- Mac actually manages to get something out of it, while the whole Mia thing turns into a fiasco.
12.Mac's journey into a world of paranormalcy makes you bond with her, connect and like her. -Mia's journey into a world of paranormalcy makes you want to gag her, slap her and toss her into the nearest ditch.
But of course, all of the above mentioned could just be me imagining things. Mimi Jean Pamfiloff could have came to the idea for this novel, all on her lonesome.
Ms. Pamfiloff a small message for you- You have been a very naughty girl! From me you don't get a *smiley*! You get a *frown face*!!!! It's ok to find inspiration in authors around us but this was just a bit too obvious, even borderline illegal.
UPDATE
I have been getting more then a few messages urging me to read the second installment of the King series, stating that it if i do i will find that there is no more similarities with Fever, and of course King couldn't be further removed from Barrons, and that should be enough to justify the first novel.
Do you honestly think so? Here is a little example: Imagine running a marathon with a star athlete. You know that you will never see the finish line on your own, but you really, and i mean really want to get there. So!!! You hop on the athlete's back and let him run, carrying you half the way. When you reach the halfway mark, you jump off and give it your best. Eventually you reach the finish line and you cross it with your arms raised high, fists pumping, and a big cheesy grin on your face, yelling - "I did it!!!"
No.....You didn't.
Karen Marie Moning invested her time, effort, talent, creativity and passion in writing her novels, and her work is appreciated by many. I believe that she would feel flattered if people found her work inspiring enough to try and create something of their own. 'King' is not the way to do it.
I am not surprised that the second novel differs greatly from Fever, because if it didn't there would be great, potentially career terminating consequences.
I am dead sure of it. She would simply swoop in, kick her ass without braking a nail or batting an eye How Buffy would deal with this chick....
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I am dead sure of it. She would simply swoop in, kick her ass without braking a nail or batting an eyelash for that matter and just bounce. And all would be well deserved too.
I got past the hundred page mark and can say that nothing happened. Literally nothing. This novel is confused with itself. It doesn't know what it wants to be. It is supposed to be a PNR, but the PN is nowhere in sight. It is so very subdued and inconsequential I had to remind myself of the genre every so often. And why is it that the author chose the biggest possible cliches to hang on to, like the age of her MC. So Gabriella finds out her otherworldly heritage and she will forever be 21? Seriously? Either 21 or 18 every time in these types of novels, no fail. Never mind that we are supposed to deal with ancient magic and that being 21 a few hundred years ago would make you a grandmother. There simply wasn't medicine or the security needed for a long lifespan as we enjoy today. Plus I don't get this 21 bullshit anyway. You are an adult and could get life should you commit a crime, but hey! No beer! Cuz that makes sense... [image]
The romance is weirdly intense to that point that it gives you the heebie jeebies. She meets this guy named Dorian (original name BTW) in a nightclub (original setting BTW), and he is instantly captivated by her (original scene BTW). There is this insta-lust brewing between them as they are pulled together not by common sense and attraction, rather supernatural vibes (original plot twist BTW). Long story short, he makes her very horny, and wet...all the time. [image] What takes the cake however, is the writing style. I wouldn't call it waxing poetic. I wouldn't call it OTT either, just simply of the mark. I am not saying that I don't appreciate eloquence, or that by being twenty years old a person is unable of speaking correctly, but this.... godamn...
When she's talking about Dorian, “..he coos”, or every time he wants to say something, “ ..he breathes”. Once or twice I can stand, but if you use it constantly I keep imagining him panting like a dog, or talking like that kid in a wheelchair from Malcolm in the Middle.
Then you have this... “I pull out my curling iron and commence to fashioning dangling ringlets...I pull my tresses up with a silver clip” Cuz that's just how college kids talk these days.
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It simply taken away from the entire experience so drastically, it made it unreadable. Maybe there is an ending buried in there. Maybe something finally happens. Maybe he breathes her panties off....I simply couldn't care less....more
I didn't know what to expect when i started this novel, half of my friends loved it, half of them hated it. But as it is i was intrigued. So i got it.I didn't know what to expect when i started this novel, half of my friends loved it, half of them hated it. But as it is i was intrigued. So i got it.
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Dear Ms. Richardson,
The quill is, indeed, mightier then the sword. I say put it the hell down before you kill us all.
It's safe to say that Angela Richardson got one thing right. The name of the novel. Everything else was a massive mess of such unbelievable gibberish, that I honestly couldn't believe she had the balls calling it a novel.
Let's start at the beginning shall we?
We meet Norah, the 'heroine' of this disaster, who just switched to a new college, and has a 'dark secret'. The 'dark secret' has to do with the life of crime her family leads. How do i know this if i gave up reading it so early? The answer is simple. Trough the authors thinly veiled clues, that are so creatively inserted they might as well have a massive neon sign over them pointing down and flashing "Lookie here!!!"
Nora the Heroine is also an artist.. see, she paints, see.... with her naked body, see....
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If you read the book you would understand that the guy holding the fish is actually Clint... what can i say???? They shared an important moment together.
Moving on.
Norah likes her BFF Josh, and is pretty certain he wants her back. He is going to an important party, the very last trial before he gets accepted into a super secret society called the Lappell or something. I don't know if i even spelled it correctly nor do i care. But Josh has a very specific task for the evening. Bring a virgin, and make sure that she isn't a virgin at the end of the night. (There is something extremely stupid in regards to all this, just hold on, we are getting there) Josh being the gentleman he is doesn't want Norah to go. But Norah has a better idea, let's hear it from the author's mouth:
“Josh always did have a hard time resisting my excessive pleading when I wanted something.” The excessive pleading??? It's called whining and bitching.
So he caves in, due to her using her feminine charms, and they get to the party. Josh, being a best friend and love interest that he is, tries to warn her what is expected of her just before they walk into the mansion. They are greeted by the young owner of the place named Clint. Instantly good ole Josh the heart throb is forgotten as her loins tighten in the presence of blond, rich Adonis here. Clint manages to get her away for about 5 minutes, and Norah being the clever, clever girl that she is picks up on the 'strange' vibe and shoots off to find Josh banging another woman (who happens to be blond and slutty-don't you just hate when that happens?), and storms off into the night.
Norah then proceeds to give Josh the cold shoulder for a while, giving her the opportunity to connect with Clint, who happens to walk in her life after one of her passionate painting sessions. Naturally he is hooked on her uniqueness, and amazing awesomeness.
Norah and Clint connect, flirt, and kiss eventually, but then he gives her a cold shoulder for a while. A perfect opening for Josh to come back. Now i don't know about you, but i would be very upset if a man i liked and knew he liked me back, took me to a party where i was supposed to trade in my virginity for his betterment in life. Not just that, he was supposed to be a long time friend and confidante. But hell no, she shrugs it off as being a small mistake, everyone makes them, right, and agrees to go to ANOTHER PARTY WITH THE SAME PEOPLE TO HELP HIM OUT YET AGAIN, BECAUSE ORIGINALLY HE FILED HIS ASSIGNMENT BECAUSE SHE STILL HAD HER CHERRY!!!????????
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A very special thank you goes out tho the author for allowing us to come close, and truly appreciate the sheer magnitude of stupidity needed in the creation of the character of Norah. On behalf of those with a brain and an ounce of self respect, I say: Good job!
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She, our Norah, being the super-intelligent, amazing, talented, irreplaceable, beacon of virtuous femininity nails the challenge without batting a perfectly made up eyelash, and off goes Josh riding into the night to complete his assignment. And lo and behold she is left with Clint! *gasp*
So what else is there to do when you are spending your evening being glamorous, and rubbing shoulders with the world's most rich and powerful who happen to be a part of a secret society? Go swimming in your underwear, of course!!!!!
And now we come to the stupid part of it all, the one i've mentioned before.....They get caught BY CLINT'S MOTHER!!! I mean hold the f*ck up, just back it up!! Are you trying to tell me that his mommy is in on the super secret society parties, that are so secret in fact that everything that goes around on them becomes instant college gossip in a blink of an eye? And is discussed by one and all? No way!
But wait!
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The deflowering party was in Clint's house too.... Was his mommy there as well??? And if she was, what on earth was she doing??? I can't imagine. Can you?
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Long story even longer, somewhere half way trough this garbage we get introduced to Samuel, yet another guy that seems to pop out of nowhere and is in fact Norah's ex fiancee, who is so important to her, she never gave him a thought. Sure she mentioned some exes in her incoherent babble but not by name.
So now there are three, THREE guys after her! And how could they resist? Norah is so talented, she sells out almost all her paintings, so smart she gets to the bottom of every mystery, so awesome and unique she is one of the rare women just invited to the Lappell, in fact they are so desperate to have her, she doesn't even need to go trough initiation, and so beautiful she stops men's hearts from beating and apparently their brains from working too. I just gave up at that point....more
I really wanted to like this book. I really, really did, and there were elements that were enjoyable. But the story as it stood had more holes in it tI really wanted to like this book. I really, really did, and there were elements that were enjoyable. But the story as it stood had more holes in it then a wheel of Swiss cheese.
So this was supposed to be a joining of an outlaw biker, and a sweet girl in a crazy romance. The blurb promised so much, and it kinda delivered, kinda.
Jake is an outlaw biker and as to his character, he was alright, as a man and a biker.
Dakota on the other hand. Lost her father before she was fifteen, got pregnant when she was fifteen, lost her husband and her child, in about four years that followed. That was good stuff. It would land her close to twenty and with so much life behind her. But!!!!! She is a college professor teaching ancient Egypt, excellent marksmen with a gun, rifle and BOW?!?, brown belt in Krav Maga...hmmmmm. Guess she never had to suffer any of those little problems called life and a newborn.
There was even a scene after they had sex for the first time and she said to Jake that she teaches in a college. She said she doesn't want people to know because she doesn't want to be treated differently. So what if she was an 'intellectual'??? Pretentious much?
Now the reason i quit after 60%. Storyline, storyline, storyline. We are dealing with an outlaw motorcycle club. Sexist by default and all about respect. Yet we find Dakota constantly arguing with Jake, talking back, and doing her own shit.Yet the bikers love her and treat her like their baby sister that they would like to fuck. He tells her on Christmas Day, there have been some people killed, lay low. So she goes to a Krav Maga session, yap on Christmas Day, not answering her phone for hours. He tracks her down, and she gets in his face, i won't be protected, mind your business blah blah. Jake keeps running after her and apologizing constantly for his behavior. He did however see the woman he once loved raped, beaten and killed... Dakota emasculated him at every turn.
In a time frame of a few weeks, there is a pile of dead bodies, an actual shoot-out at the clubhouse, she kills a guy with a shot to the eye and no police, no questions....no nothing. By Jake's own words, this is an outlaw motorcycle club, and i am sure as hell that the cops would notice a shoot-out, but hey...
It dawned to me then.....why the hell am i reading this???
This book had so many well thought trough elements, and a potential for an awesome story, but the rest was just thrown in there.
I needed to check, then double check, then triple check that this was really the Professional by Kresley Cole.
And fuck me sidWHAT THE FUCK????
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I needed to check, then double check, then triple check that this was really the Professional by Kresley Cole.
And fuck me sideways - it was. It has been a really long time since I've read something as horrendous as this. In fact it stunk to that degree, it took me a while just to get my thoughts in order after I finished. What confounded me was not the fact that the plot here is beyond garbage. It's the fact that this author wrote IAD... I mean the woman's got mad, mad talent. So she knows good stuff, and yet here is this...this....whatever the fuck this is, and she was happy enough with it to go and publish.
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It wanted so damn bad to be a contemporary erotic romance, but it wasn't. I think overall all plot attempts were murdered by the MC named Natalie, who became one of the most badly written, unlikeable and awful characters I have ever come across. Cole usually brings to life steamy, sexy males and females and we simply eat them up. How the fuck this drivelling idiot of a girl came to be, I have no clue...None what so ever. She is a twenty four year old virgin, but not, cuz she does herself with her dildos all the time....regardless to that, her vajay-jay is super-duper tight.
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She knows everything about every single man she looks at, and she is so jaded by love and the world around her, even if she never loved, or did anything with her life worth mentioning. She is obsessed with work and school, and keeps telling us just how hard it is to be so different then anybody else around her. So basically, she is a pretentious hipster fuck.
She's out clubbing, and of course she sees this one guy she can't explain and she starts panting all over him, and herself, and blah blah blah...long story short he's a mafioso from Russia, and also a Peeping Tom as he likes to perv at her every chance he gets. Her father is a Mafia boss, she is a billionaire princess (of course she is), and the Siberian is supposed to drag her home to meet her dear Daddy.
The pages then get filled with her horniness, and her confusion because of said horniness. On and on, and on she drones about her vagina is getting moist, omigosh why is that? I never-ever-ever in my twenty four years wanted a penis, and now I'm all like..
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And him..Oh damn, with his, “Stay away from me Jezebel, because girls with rich daddies are not supposed to act like sluts and like to have their asses spanked when engaged in coitus!” And off he goes to brood over his woodie...
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This isn't contemporary romance, this isn't erotica...this is, and i am sad to say it...absolute crap....more
Ivie dan Glokta
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