(I'm beginning to realize that maybe I have it too high of a rating but like- am I productive enough to lower it-)
#6 Twelve days of reviews (#cackling at 4:30 in the morning)
This is a book you can't read silently.
Rating: 🪦🪦🪦🪦4.3
Whether be it strangling your pillows and them screaming for help, or spending hours scrolling through Wattpad comments, slowly yet falling in love in a blink of an eye (screaming like a banshee on top of that-) There's going to be some noise of some kind. At least there was for me.
Y'ALL, I GOT ATTACHED TO THE COMMENTERS TOO, WHAT THE HECK-
I've read Wattpad books before, yes siree.
I've fangirled over Wattpad books before, no questions there.
But have I squealed while simultaneously trying to clench my jaw shut because the rays of light were already peeking through the curtains, and I was still so invested in the story I couldn't breathe without it coming to mind?
I think the absolutely pecking heck not.
I think you really have to be in the mood to read a book like this. Crave a violent book with mafia under vibes? Probably not the book (although there are some low key vibes like that- stop) (if you get that reference, I love you). I was looking for something to invest my time in, swoon till I was 7 feet deep and feel lonelier than I've ever felt in my 56789 years of existence.
And I found all of that within this story.
*proceeds to quietly run across a mountain without parachute on*
Starting with the plot, as per usual. There wasn't really any.
Now, there wasn't a plot, but there was a loose, very undefined trajectory of events that I would die for.
And kill for.
Possibly blackmail for too.
Elon Musk, I'm looking at you through the sniper scope right now-
The story progressed rather quickly and with a Wattpad book, you can't really look too deeply into that because if the book hooks you, then it stays. If it doesn't, there are other millions to binge at the wee hours of the morning.
And for me? It was physically impossible to put the book down.
Call it my fantastic urge to torture myself with something I'LL NEVER HAVE, or even how entertaining the book turned out to be, but I was there.
As were the comments and they senttt meeee. I'll say hi to Jake for y'all. *wink*
The basic story points were,
Point A, jump to point A.2, slide to point A.3 and glide to point D, no go back to point B.2-
Yes, that totally made sense.
My feelings were all over the place too. I cried, I would laugh, I would then scream in frustration in my head, then calm down and swoon, sweat buckets of tears, sweat buckets of actual sweat and on and on it went.
Then we have the writing, lads and gentads (???) The grammar doesn't matter here, pfft. I would say that I loved it, simply and without any sort of thinking beforehand (which I'll probably regret as soon as I finish stuffing my cheeks with needles and repeating 'THEY'RE SO CUUUTE, AREN'T THEY') Yes, it was 'quirky', at times it was a bit repetitive and sometimes a bit much. But really? I was into that ish.
And the tension was written so well, hold my chicken toaster y'all-
How it sizzled, I tell you! The tension, not the chicken. When I'm reading a romantic book, I don't need to know that many details of all the Dr. Get-to-intimately-know-you moments, so I feel extremely happy when the tension is just God blessed glorious!
Dang it, I want to read it all over again-
The best thing of the whole book were the characters. And they were lots and lots of clichés, but I didn't bring myself to hate them and couldn't wish their death every page they were mentioned.
There was the 19-year-old weird girl with a harsh background yet retained a wild, carefree personality. (also acts like a toddler from time to time, but I love her so yeah. I'll be biased just this once)
The older man who's her love interest. Damaged, rough, couldn't care less (unless you mess with not-like-other-girls MC.), had a horrible attitude (*smirk*), had shady dealings (*another smirk*) and frankly, was an overall donkey with good looks and amazing pecs.
Oh! And did I forget to mention she doesn't curse at all, but he could raise hell with his potty mouth? Oh, silly me.
Then we have the incredible friend group that I would love to strangle lovingly to death (yes, I did adore them), the adorable friend, the hot mess friend, the sassy friend.
Basically, a lot of clichés (that against my better judgment burrowed into a crevice of my heart) that just made sense in this book!
Taking for example the MC, Azalea, AKA Lilah. Aka the girl who literally doesn't know what a guy means when he says uh... hm... good things... Yeah, I'll stop there with that. She was strong, and a bloody ray of sunshine! I loved her personality (half of it, since the other half was basically the previous half on steroids and Cool Aid), enjoyed watching her quarrel with everyone and um... *slight flipping hair* We're the same height, teehee. She weighs probably 30 pounds less, but who's counting??
Although yes, I would've loved hitting her with a train sometimes:
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Like, babe, why would you give my man a heart attack????
Seriously, come here Grey, I'll cure your heart with a gentle bleaching of the soul.
Oh, speaking of Grey. He was just amazing. Of course, he had issues, of course he had to be put in his place, but my goodness did I love the guy. He made my heart palpitate, the pressure in my head increase, my heartache intensify... all symptoms of a possible heart attack. See what you did, Grey? You almost killed me.
Now who would save you from Lilah the lovable crackhead?
The relationship deserves a whole flipping star made of marshmallows.
I am indeed getting ready to plug in the stove in the rain.
What else should I be doing?
Their banter was perfection.
Their kisses left me open-mouthed and bamboozled.
Their 'he's my b-word' moments that Azalea literally said were completely the cause of Booksy's breathe death.
AND WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN Y'ALL.
ZEUS, I'M STILL WAITING.
THE HECK ARE YOU DOING UP THERE-
FRYING MY TEARS TO MAKE SOUP OR SOMETHING.
On a closing note, this took me two days to fangirl my way through. I've officially banned myself from Wattpad comments because what's left of my innocence is nonexistent and that's probably the cause (y'all are so lonely, hold up, let me join-) Even though the plot was chilling with Pluto, I saw my babies grow into their love and get their HEA, read through heartbreaking moments and swooned under the covers when the sizzleness was too much to handle.
Frankly, I feel like this is one of the best smexy rom com books I've read in a while.
I'm going to go and plug my hair into an electricity tower now, thank you very much.
...................
I am in shock. I am in pain.
I cannot function.
I feel incredibly lonely, which is kind of dumb.
Even though it wasn't perfect (I'm sure I'll be lowering my rating once I rationalize what my messy emotions are trying to say to me) I loved it so much.
Also, the Wattpad commenters made my day AND I GOT ATTACHED GOSHDARNIT-
I'll see you later, gotta cry my internal organs out.
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That wonderful moment you realize you're trash for quirky girl, bad boy romances...
It changes everything.