Looking for an impactful, touching, heartwarming love story to bring you that much-needed warm, fuzzy Christmas joy and spirit?
Please keep looking, because this book is far from impactful or heartwarming, takes place in the summertime, and the only touching that ensues is quite frankly, the disturbing kind. Scratch that, this book is actually rather impactful as it made me want to hurl many sturdy bricks at the pages. I'm no physicist, but that creates an impact, right?
From our painfully insipid and excruciatingly stupid protagonist Kyla Adams to the most swoon-worthy love interest you'll ever meet, Justin or GeniusOne, rather― you know what, let's talk about Justin for a bit. Justin is a rather, er, versatile love interest who spits romantic gems ranging from "Great boobs you have" to “First I hacked into the TCL site by exploiting an XSS security breach. Then I injected a script into my profile page. After you looked at my profile, I gathered your login information, got your real name, email, and from that point I was able to get your physical address, birth date. I remotely installed software on your computer that let me stream this live video.” I would also wish to respectfully add that if I see the word "spurt" one more time, the prospect of gouging my eyes out wouldn't seem totally unreasonable.
And they say romance is dead.
I know I've said this before, in like another review, but seriously. Who in the name of True Christian Love publishes these?