★★★ ½
“It sure is ugly.”
“Ugly, never hurt a thing.”
I scoffed. “Oh, ugly has hurt some things. It’s just that pretty hurts more.”
Oof. Pseudo-philosophical YA at its finest.
To catch everyone up – Grace and Sam (the main characters from the original series) are being their lovey-dovey selves back in Mercy Falls.
Isabelle and Cole – the greatest couple that never-was – is not doing quite as well.
“Why did you even come here, Cole?”
I touched her chin. This place, this beautiful place, this girl, this beautiful girl, this music, this life. “I came here for you.”
Isabelle is shipped off California in the wake of her parent’s crumbling marriage.
Cole St. Clair trails after her, allegedly to rekindle his rockstar career but truly to win Isabelle’s heart.
It was the first time I’d really realized I’d lost my soul and that the beauty of not having a soul was that you couldn’t seem to care that you no longer had one.
Will he win back his lady-love? Or will he lose himself in the process?
Man oh man.
Cole’s shoulders must be aching from carrying this book!
The werewolf rockstar reality TV premise was…surprisingly enjoyable.
I went in totally expecting to hate the plot (I mean…really…werewolf rockstar TV show???) but it worked so effing well.
I (surprisingly) enjoyed the perspective of the Cole but Isabelle? Oof. She was a soggy taco.
Oh good lawd. Someone please. Tell her there’s more to life than moping & pouting (oh sorry, I meant seeming perfectly totally cool and uncaring with everything).
Every time we swapped to her perspective, the little voice in the back of my head was like, “Whine, whine, whine. Anything new? More whining? Fab. Just. Fab.”
I think that if she was like that for the first quarter to the first third, I would have been okay with it. But unfortuntely, she was like that until the last couple of pages, so we don’t see much character growth.
Just her complaining about how her rich little life was so terrible, how falling in love ruined her and how her family is absolutely terrible.
It’s like…yes. I get that your parents are going through the divorce but the amount of angst we saw did not equate.
You’d think her best friend cheated with her dad given the amount of carrying-on Isabelle had (they didn’t, for the record) (it was just a hella-lot of drama).
Sometimes seeing things from other characters’ perspectives really rounds out the book… and sometimes not… very much not.
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