Picture this: You’re 17, grieving your dad, and trying to survive high school. Then you wake up after a glamorous resort party bruised, bloodied, and blank—like, memory-wiped kind of blank. What now?
That’s the gut-punch opener to The Price of Truth, a YA thriller that blends raw emotional depth with a page-turning mystery, a hint of slow-burn romance, and the kind of moral crossroads that makes you gulp while flipping the next page anyway.
Karis Russo is already weighed down by grief when another tragedy barrels into her life: after attending a glamorous opening night at the ritzy Aragon Resort, she wakes up bruised, confused, and missing all memories of what happened. Clearly… something did. Something bad.
But no one seems to have answers, at least not the kind Karis can trust. So she does what any self-respecting, truth-obsessed teen would do: she investigates. Alone.
Mason has Golden Boy energy. Popular, handsome, unexpected soft spot for the “invisible” girl who’s suddenly at the centre of a mystery. I was so here for their chemistry, especially the way their connection unfolded slowly, with Karis unsure whether she could even afford the luxury of love while digging for the truth.
The romance felt like a warm thread running through a cold storm, never overpowering, but always quietly present. (Also: Mason has been harbouring a secret crush for years, which gives him major 'gentle golden retriever with secrets' energy.)
The Price of Truth is a sharp, emotionally charged mystery with a bold heroine and a love story that never overshadows the grit. It’s about trauma, trust, and that terrifying moment where uncovering the truth feels more dangerous than living in the dark.
If you like your YA thrillers with brains, heart, and a few bruises, this one’s worth it.