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296 pages, Paperback
Published September 9, 2024
I picked up Now You Are Mine expecting a tightly woven psychological thriller—the kind that keeps you up too late, eyes flying across the pages, heart racing. The premise had promise: a missing woman, buried trauma, and a protagonist whose past refuses to stay hidden. But despite that setup, the story quickly lost momentum and never found its footing again.
The protagonist felt frustratingly passive. She reacted instead of acting, drifted through events, and repeated the same thoughts without growth or clarity. I wanted to understand her, to connect with her fear or confusion—but her narration circled around the same emotional beats until they felt stale. Her decisions rarely made sense, not even within the context of her trauma, and that made it difficult to root for her or stay invested in her journey.
The pacing dragged. For a thriller, this book moved at a glacial pace. Long stretches passed without meaningful action or insight. Instead of building tension, the plot wandered. Key developments landed without impact, and emotional moments lacked weight. I kept waiting for the story to escalate, to offer a twist that would jolt the narrative back to life—but it never really happened.
Most of the twists fell flat. Some were painfully predictable, while others felt tossed in without enough setup. They didn’t surprise or thrill—they simply arrived, disconnected from the rest of the narrative. A well-done twist should feel inevitable in hindsight, not confusing or random. These reveals lacked the finesse that makes a psychological thriller satisfying.
The supporting cast felt underwritten. Characters appeared when the plot needed them, but few had real presence or depth. Conversations lacked tension, and relationships that should have added complexity felt one-dimensional. Even the antagonist lacked menace or intrigue.
To its credit, the writing itself remained clean and readable. The premise held potential, and with tighter plotting and more emotional depth, this could have been a stronger story. But too often, the narrative played it safe. Scenes that should have simmered with dread felt dull. Revelations passed without consequence. The book needed more urgency, more psychological nuance, and a protagonist who took charge of her own story.