inconceivablybookish 's review for:

Thorn by Tracy Lorraine

5.0

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RE-READ
I have now reread this book a handful of times because, well, I really enjoy it. It is officially a 5 star read from me now. I've grown to really love Tracy's writing.

I originally state below that the characters felt underdeveloped and that the relationship was lacking.

I was wrong.

I mentioned their relationship development was overshadowed by drama. And while it was, the more times I read this story, the more I picked up on.

So I was wrong.

Rereading this book has seriously opened my eyes to misconstruing plots and developments after just ONE read. I should know by now that the more times you read a book, the more you pick up on it.

Thorn is a solid 5 star read for me now. And I enjoy the hell out of it.

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This is a mild bully romance that has quite a bit of push/pull and steam, but the development of both main characters and their relationship was lacking...

Amalie is an English rose who is thrust into American high school drama after her parents die. When she meets the angry eyes of the popular quarterback, her life is shrouded in bullying, taunts, and secret swoon-worthy encounters with the enemy.

Jake is the popular guy with a massive chip on his shoulder. He constantly compares Amalie to "her" and later we find out who she is and all the reasons for his initial hatred of Amalie comes to life. The reasons weren't good enough for me so that took away from the story a bit.

...She might not be the woman who ruined my life, but right now, she's the closest thing I've got. ...

Jake was really brutal with Amalie. He did some screwed up things and she just took it and lusted after him. She saw something in his eyes that drew her in. I liked that aspect but the development was overshadowed by drama.

I did adore how they finally fell together. While it was rushed, it was extremely sweet and gratifying seeing the dramatic changes Jake made.

..."You, Jake. I just need you."
"Fuck." A ball of emotion I'm not all that used to clogs my throat and the backs of my eyes burn as I stare down at her beauty. "I love you, Amalie. I love you so fucking much." I don't give her time to respond, instead I slam my lips down on hers, intent on showing her just how much I mean those words. ...