Phoebe Stephen’s life drastically changes when she awakes from an attack – an attack she can’t remember. Giving in to the fear, to the emotional insecurities, she strives to keep it hidden from all who care for her. But such brutal violence takes its toll and can’t remain hidden for long, especially when love is at stake.
(WARNING: This review contains MAJOR spoilers.)
I received this book in exchange for an honest review. My thanks to Tammy Faith for giving me the opportunity!
Rating: 2 out of 5.
Upon being given the opportunity to read this debut novel, I admittedly had to mull over whether it would ultimately capture my interest. Romance as a genre can be a very extreme hit or miss with me, but I almost always prefer it involving paranormal aspects or erotic content as a focus point. Despite these factors however, I finally decided to give it a go even though the blurb didn’t particularly appeal; which had nothing to do with the implied delicate subject matter, I might add, it simply struck me as rather flat, as Contemporary New Adult often does. I was happy I finished it though, as I detest having to leave a book before it concludes.
The story of Phoebe and Crisanto could’ve been considered a relationship fantasied about by the young and naive – it was mind-numbingly perfect and a little ridiculous. Sure, they battled through some serious issues, broke up and got back together more than once, but their connection was formed in childhood and they essentially needed each other to properly function. Over and over I was reminded how they were meant to be, how their souls were joined; mostly tedious ramblings that repeatedly played on my nerves. Phoebe’s life often revolved around Cris and his rise to fame (she moved twice, following him as he succeeded in his sports career), as it appeared “his dream” was the only one that mattered. I foresaw the happy ending, thus the numerous occasions they appeared to be in jeopardy failed to cause uncertainty or concern. A lot of romance material shares this very trait, but I’ve found it can still be done whilst successfully creating sense of edge-of-your-seat excitement. Unfortunately, this one fell quite short.
It wasn’t all bad however, as I found myself impressed with some of the dialogue and narrative that related to life’s habit of being unfair and difficult; it was truly quote-worthy at times and I appreciated the good writing (even though as a whole it was rife with spelling errors). The sexual abuse was also handled well, and added a touch of mystery amongst the awfulness of the situation – yet in the end the identity of the rapist made little sense. She was friends with Cris for most of his life and never, even once, met his father? I believe such a glaringly questionable plot-hole should’ve probably been addressed, but I assume Faith wanted to shock her readers, therefore who better than the parent of the beloved boyfriend?
I can’t say I came to care for the characters, nor the story to a large degree. It was a quick read, with the timeline regularly racing ahead and skimming over a lot of time. I became confused at a point when one of the scenes from the past didn’t quite add up in the scheme of things, but that could’ve been my own oversight or just another problem on the list.
In conclusion – Whilst I definitely believe this book held potential, it needs revision and editing. Also, the lovey-dovey definitely became a bit much, as it seemed to me to be rather unhealthy. Not my thing, I can say that for sure!
I’m glad we didn’t give up when things got ugly, because maybe love isn’t supposed to be easy. Maybe it’s supposed to be tough, to make you prove to yourself that this person is worth fighting for, to hold on tight when everything seems to want to tear you apart.