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Yeah DNFing this implausible bullshit.

Like this is what I mean "Zane stopped into the bathroom to straighten his tie and check to make sure his close-cropped brown hair lay down neatly. The suit he wore was sharply tailored to his 6’5” frame, but it didn’t hide the bulky muscles that moved under the fabric. His was not a body you’d expect to see riding a desk, a fact he was reminded of daily looking at the slightly pudgy agents who worked around him."

Finally cracking this one open after letting it sit on my list. Not the best first impression...the main characters describing themselves for easy characterization is annoying and yanks me out the story. Who plausibly, internally, describes themselves by their height to the inch and says "he usually carried his frame like a large cat, lithe and easy." It's third person close perspective btw

The fact that the author is trying to work in and second chance romance and sex into this story is sick.

So yeah it was the brother and the stepfather. This is a miserable fucking read...like just relived trauma over and over and I feel like it's going to relapse. There's hinting of a serial killer and it's probably Shane. I think I might just skip ahead and call it done. This book is making me ill

Okay feeling pretty confident about it being Shane that killed animals and gaslit Bailey into believing it was him

Hmm now I'm not so sure. I think Bailey has DID and was assaulted by his stepdad and twin Shane, who made him think Bailey was the one killing animals when it was actually Shane taking advantage of the gaps in his memory

My prediction is that it was the twin that hurt Theo.

"You scared yet, kid?” Brody appears next to me almost as silently as a shadow. Almost. “You won’t see his face.” “Mm.” I shrug. “I don’t need to see a face to read a mark.” “Don’t think you’ll be reading much of him.”
Why’d he want me, anyway? ”
Maybe he wants something to play with. You don’t stand a chance, city boy.” Is that so? I grin back. “I like playing.” “That cheap pranking shit? Won’t fly with him.”
DNF

"I’m far enough away I can’t make out any details, but I recognize that man. He’s the one I fought the night I ran the roofs. The one who beat me. Took me apart like I was some scrawny teenager with a pocketknife. The one I should fear. Now I have a name to put with the broad shoulders and lack of face: Lieutenant Zach Riley. The Ghost."

No fucking shit. Huge surprise that. 🙄🙄

"Who is this guy?” I ask finally. “A monster or a hero?” “Both.” My bunkmate looks at me with wide, reverent eyes.

Like? Why are these guys in basic training knowing anything at all about top secret special operatives? They're basically civilian's at this point. Why would they have all this lore that the MC, a professional criminal doesn't? This is just for plot convenience

...It's feeling very pick me. Like everyone (adult men in military basic training) gasping and gushing about the super cool deadly head bad ass military guy handpicking the main character to join his team. I'm a few eye rolls away from dnfing this one.

Oryn and all his alters are great but the MC, who I ironically can't remember the name of, is forgettable and robotic. His contribution is "I'm not like other guys I 1) am nice 2) don't judge 3) have a low sex drive". He's the literary equivalent of unsalted butter.

Not enough characters for my last update, but I read that and was just like...wtf why? The authors note said she poured her heart into writing this, but it's very 2/10 so far. There's a lot of cliched dialogue and over the top characterization that makes me want to roll my eyes. Also dated slang, which is cringe. "For the win"? Yikes.

This is . "Kolya Jr. has been an adventurous whore since he got his first boner at the fresh age of five. It was such a marvelous discovery when I found my then-wiener hard that I giggled with glee. Then I proceeded to run all over our house, dangling, pointing, and showing it off to anyone who crossed my path..[his momtelling me to get my weenie back in my pants. I pouted as I muttered, “But my weenie likes the air"

Yep DNF. MC Liam just used the r-word. When the hell was written where the author would think that's okay?

I think this is a DNF. Liam's describes his gf as hot as a bitch and that's it. Theyve been dating 3, tf? Also his gf is shown as a stereotyped Mean Girl, sexually forward and comes off desperate. Despite being repulsed, nauseated, and scornful of her he's still dating her, kissing her, walking her to class...just leading her on entirely. Meanwhile he's thinking about Aiden's "delicious touch" like ew dude

Liam makes no sense. Aiden knocks into him on accident & falls: "I was about to reach out to stop him from falling, but something stopped me instead. Once he hit the ground, I visibly winced, and my wolf whined" then after Aiden apologized Liam goes: "I forced a scowl on my face as I watched him look up at me" like why? There's no thoughts motivating him to be so antagonistic. Nothing about disliking him at all

I'm really not feeling this. The characters feel very one dimensional and irrational. Human MC is ashamed of being gay and isnt publically out. There's no reasoning for his internalized homophobia. he voices how supportive his family is & his bro is protective There's no internal explanation or reflection for why he feels ashamed of being gay

“Two fucking months have gone by, and save for a single goddamn text on my birthday, I haven’t heard from you. Shit, you could’ve been dead on the side of the road or joined the cabbage patch and I wouldn’t have fucking known.” A few weeks ago he said “leave and don’t come back” please make some fucking sense. Also joined the cabbage patch? What?

“Holy…shit,” she mutters, shaking her head. “Your life’s a mess, Kee Kee.”
I snort. “Thanks for the reassurance, Lex.”
“So, apart from this Avery guy being a complete dick, this doesn’t seem very complicated to me.” An uncomplicated mess, sorry what?

“I’m going to lick every inch of your body before fucking you so hard, you have no choice but to remember what I’m about to tell you. No option but to hear me when I say this.” I lick my lips and lower my voice, my eyes locked on the hand still wrapped around his cock. “You. Are. Mine. You belong to me and me alone.”
What does this even MEAN

“Sure, the first couple days after the first hook-up were still a little awkward, but not because of him sucking my dick until I came literal buckets” Literally literal buckets? Really? Literally?

“I guess I didn’t want to freak you out if you didn’t remember. Or worse, have you think I was like…taking advantage of you or something. I don’t know.”
Hey folks, Micheal here with gentle reminder of the obvious: when you fuck around with some you think is blackout drunk, any kind of drunk actually, that is taking advantage.

“But in true Keene fashion, he just lets a confident smirk cross his face. One he and I both know is faker than Dolly Parton’s tits.”
There is no smiling in this book, smirks only. Because they’re /hot/ dudes. Also why are we bringing Dolly into this. Leave her tits alone.

“His eyes float between mine, studying me like it’s the first time he’s ever looked at me. It’s not, obviously, since we’ve known each other for years.” Yes, obviously.
“But I absolutely believe this is the first time he’s looked at me and actually managed to see me.” Your literal best friend that’s mutually second only to your moms, has never truly perceived you until literally just now? Really?

“Shit, Brist. I’m not trying to make you my girlfriend or anything by asking you on a date
“Then why did you?”
“I’m trying to figure myself out. Who I am and what I want. And part of me thought that taking you out on an actual date, not just to my bed, might help with that.”She blows out a long breath and nods. “Well, that makes a lot more sense.” Does it Brist? Does it really?

Just what the motherfuck is a “deadly smirk”

Ugh the constant misogynistic comments about mom’s having a “bitch fit” and “bitching out” for not forcing yourself to kiss someone when you don’t want to…also what the hell. Consent isn’t transactional.

Like seriously, the first eight sentences in chapter two: “That little shithead...Probably because I gave him the damn nuclear codes years ago... I’m still staring long after he’s passed through the doors leading to the team’s weight room, indoor cages, and all that shit…It sounds shitty, I know.”

Like I get it already. You’re manly mennly MEN. It’s trying too hard.