Ugh. I moved recently, and all my books are in boxes. So I turned to my trusty Kindle, and came across this book. The premise seemed compelling enough, so I decided to give it a read.
What a horrible waste of time.
Firstly, this book really, REALLY needed an editor. There were spelling and grammar errors everywhere: plurals with apostrophes, incorrect comma usage, weird semi-colons littered throughout, inconsistent spelling, etc. There was also 99% telling, 1% showing. And an editor really needed to take some of the cheese out of this book.
I am a cheesy person. I love cheesy romances, and I am a sucker for love triangles. But the "romance" in this book made me cringe. I got no sense that Cheyenne actually loved either of the men, or that they loved her. Sure, I was told pretty much every page how much love there was and how Colt loved her so much that he would die for her, blah blah blah...but the emotions didn't register for me.
And on the topic of cheesy: the dialogue. Oh, my goodness. So bad. People just don't talk like that. There were moments that were supposed to be funny, or sarcastic, or witty, and they just fell flat. Because instead of the words coming across a certain way, I was told (often multiple times on a single page), that a character said or replied sarcastically, authoritatively, cunningly, slyly, with anxiety, with empathy, with sympathy, in distress, with love, etc.
Moving on to Cheyenne, the main character. I did not like her. I think she is supposed to be this strong, independent woman (Lilly says as much at one point), but that never comes across. She is constantly being rescued, always being carried or lifted like a sack of potatoes (her words, not mine, if memory serves), and basically does what she is told, despite not having any information.
And she acts like she has literally never seen an attractive man before whenever she looks at Colt. This guy is supposedly her best friend, but she blushes every time he looks at her, smiles at her, winks at her, is shirtless, or touches her with his "bulky", "thick" fingers. (Why? Why do fingers need to be described in this way so many times?)
Plot-wise, nothing really happened. There were a few attacks, some un-steamy intimate moments, the occasional info-dump, and a whole lot of sleeping and sandwich eating. So. Many. Sandwiches. I know I'm nitpicking at this point, but really. Too many sandwiches.
Will definitely not be continuing the series. Bright side? This book motivated me to unpack my boxes.