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258 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 12, 2014
This book is terrible. No other word for it. The writing is bad, the plot is poorly thought out (even for a romance novel of such low caliber) and every character is one-dimensional and lacking in compelling motivation. This review isn’t going to be a very long or in-depth explanation of why this book is so terrible, simply because I don’t want to give any more of my time on this earth or space in my head to this book. Consider this a brief warning.
This feels like it was written by a twelve-year-old. The writing is clumsy and direct, not what one expects from a seasoned author such as O’Malley. She just directly states things to the reader, rather than letting her dialogue and descriptions attempt to imply them. For example, just after our main character meets Her dialogue is also rather nonsensical and clearly written to advance the plot in a lazy way rather than reflect character.
Speaking of character, there is none in this book. Flynn is hot, rich, mysterious, and obsessed with our main character Keelin from the moment they meet (but wait? I though I just finished reading Pride and Prejudice. Why is Darcy here?). That’s all we ever learn. Keelin is clumsy, awkward, and different than those around her. That’s pretty much all we ever learn about her, particularly if we are talking only about indirect characterization (which is far and few in this book). I could talk about the other characters, but they are all irrelevant stereotypes, and I don’t want to.
Now, onto the most critical and potentially redeeming aspect of any bad romance novel: the sex scenes. And woo boy, did these not compensate for any of this book’s other offenses in the slightest. They didn’t actively lower the quality of the book (like the writing does) but still. They are unrealistic (I would love to meet anyone who could orgasm from just one finger inserted into them) and rely on too many metaphors for my taste, while still trying to be graphic. It’s a hard line to walk and O’Malley just falls short with them.
In short, Kindle Unlimited recommended another dud and I have finally learned my lesson; the only mass-market adult romances worth reading are historical ones (looking forward to When a Scot Ties the Knot).
"Stupid?" Keelin hated being called stupid. Her Irish Temper kicked in. "Who are you calling stupid, you big oaf? What are you doing down here anyway?"
She pounded her fist on his chest and he grabbed her wrist with his hand. His eyes glinted dangerously at her as he held her hand captive.
"Obviously, I'm saving a stupid child from drowning."
"A child? You, you jerk. Leave me alone."