Liana Cincotti creates characters and stories about romance, self- discovery, and travel for both teens and adults. She recently finished her Bachelor of Science and now works in Marketing and Communications. On her best days, you can find her sharing tubs of cookie dough ice cream with her friends or curling up in the corners of bookstores reading the newest romance.
Read the English one but couldn’t post my review so here we are! ⭐️⭐️⭐️a very low 3 stars. It’s a sweet story and they’re young so it’s closer to where I am in life but I would not recommend this book. Not to be the grammar police but if you are writing and selling a book then at least do everyone a favor and read it over. I kept thinking, has she never read this book? Because there are so many mistakes. Typos, wrong tenses of words, even used the wrong to at one point. WHAT?? I’m sorry but if I’m reading a book I want to know that it’s been spell checked and at least one other person has reviewed it. I know she self published but I mean come on! The story was fine but even the main thing (she confessed her love for him and he didn’t say it back). When the scene was revealed it didn’t even seem like she was talking about him it sounded like another person she was talking about so why would he think she was talking to him? I thought this was a silly thing and could have been stronger (considering it was like a main thing in the book). A very light book. I don’t even think it deserves 3 stars but I think I might be too harsh. Do not recommend (unless it gets republished and edited).
It won’t let me rate and review the English version of this book. So, here we go.
This read like a desperate attempt to turn an immature teenager’s Wattpad draft into a bestseller through some overnight edits. Why do I say this? At one point in the novel, the male lead says this about the female lead: “Her hips my altar and her lips my religion.” The book is full of clichés and painfully predictable. It could’ve been written in half the page count—it’s unnecessarily lengthy. The only lines I can recall are the cringey ones, which says a lot about the writing.
Overall, it’s incredibly average. DON’T read this unless you have endless time to waste.
I finally got the chance to read Picking Daisies on Sundays by Liana Cincotti — and wow, it was everything I hoped for and more. I’ve been wanting to read this one for a while, and it completely stole my heart. The story is touching, cute, and absolutely perfect in all the right places.
The characters felt so real and full of emotion, and I found myself smiling (and maybe tearing up a little) more than once. The audiobook is amazing too — if you get the chance to listen, do it! It adds a whole new layer of heart to an already beautiful story.
Such a heartfelt, comforting read that stays with you long after you’re done. I loved every page. 🌼💛
I only finished this book out of obligation because I owed NetGalley an honest review. There was not one part of this story I enjoyed. It was mind numbing. These two had one miscommunication at prom, and if they would have spoken one more time, they would have figured it out. Instead, we were tortured with reading what happened the next four years. I was irritated most of the time I was reading this. The FMC was pathetic and one dimensional. Just, not for me.