Literary Beauty
"I’m always amazed at friends who say they try to read at night in bed but always end up falling asleep. I have the opposite problem. If a book is good I can’t go to sleep, and stay up way past my bedtime, hooked on the writing. Is anything better than waking up after a late-night read and diving right back into the plot before you even get out of bed to brush your teeth?" -John Walters
I LOVE reading. Although, I didn't actually start readingreading until July of 2012 when I got my Nook, the love of my life.
Abbreviations I use in my reviews:
WTS (Wrist Twitch Syndrome) - The compulsory jerking of the wrist in an effort to pitch the nook away from the body to reduce mental anguish and self inflicted bodily harm.
ERS (Eye Roll Syndrome)- The act of rolling one’s eyes multiple times in a matter of mere minutes.
The severity of this syndrome tend to vary from benign eye rolls every now and then, depending on the situation and protagonist, to intense eye rolls, of which, cause the body to seize up for minutes at a time.
**Both symptoms tend to manifest as a result of naive, stupid, clueless, lovesick, rose-glasses wearing puddle-depth fucktard protagonists or an ag-on-izing storyline.
Prince of Wolves (The Grey Wolves, #1)
Insta-love at its finest but I have to say, I liked the plot. But let’s touch on the not so great parts of this read:
Jacque and her two besties, Sally and Jen have the depth of a puddle. There were times that I had to go back to look up their ages because they act like prepubescent grade school girls. The banter was sometimes witty but it became boring and repetitive towards the end of the book. I actually had to start skipping ahead when they spoke because I just couldn’t bear to hear anymore! Then the “bad-ass girls” persona Sally and Jen were trying to portray with stomping up to the wolves and giving them a piece of their minds…the incredibly empty threats…the “sass”…Was it all supposed to be cute? Cause I didn’t think so.
No let’s talk about the “love” of Jacque and wolf boy, oh gosh I mean, Fane (jeez that’s embarrassing…letting my AD-OR-A-BLE pet names slip like that!). Gah, so annoying! Stop it with the LOVE! I can’t handle all of the LOVE! By the end of this installment, keep in mind that it has only been 5 days! 5. effing. days., they loved each other SO much that whenever they thought about parting they would tear up?! Shut. Up. Just shut up, towards the end there my ERS kicked in full time and I had trouble walking because I couldn’t see straight. Not to mention, I was actually becoming physically ill with all of the love and I am a sucker for romance.
Were there moments of high adrenaline action? Yes. Were those times always sprinkled with unabashed love and desperation? Yes and I have to say that it made the story less entertaining (for lack of better words, I liked the love story but give the reader a break every now and then, it was overwhelming. I want action! Pure unadulterated action! Where two wolves can fight to the death without Jacque intervening even when she gave her word that she wouldn’t and god forbid don’t let the girl throw herself at the other potentially dangerous wolf who was ready to make the final kill…just stop.
But alas even with all of the sugar coated adoration in this read, I couldn’t put the book down. I wanted to see what happened next, the plot is like crack but the characters are forgettable.