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A review by atchaleigh
Obsessed by Ivy Smoak
1.0
I’m not quite sure why I started reading this novel. Was it a Facebook ad or a recommendation from a group? I can’t quite remember. Every time I get sucked in by one of the sponsored FB ads and read that book, I regret it. I’ve got to stop being influenced like this!
I powered through it but it was quite difficult to read. The sentences were all a few words each making it sound short and choppy. I even handed my kindle to my husband on a random page and asked him to read and tell me the FIRST thing that popped into his head. “THESE SENTENCES!”
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For example:
“I lifted it up. It was perfect. And my bad vibes toward the store disappeared. Hell, this store had everything. I caught my reflection in a small mirror. I was a disheveled mess from my run. It was hard to imagine I’d ever been in New York at all. The suits. The money. Honestly, I looked like I fit in hanging out in here. Not just the dollar store. But Newark. I smiled to myself and looked back down at the piggy bank. Or maybe I was losing my mind.”
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Aside from the writing style, the story was so incredibly lacking. These “deep dark secrets that would make her hate me” never really came to light in this book. Or maybe they did but they were so mundane that I didn’t super care.
I’ll also add, the spicy scenes were MAYBE one
I powered through it but it was quite difficult to read. The sentences were all a few words each making it sound short and choppy. I even handed my kindle to my husband on a random page and asked him to read and tell me the FIRST thing that popped into his head. “THESE SENTENCES!”
———-
For example:
“I lifted it up. It was perfect. And my bad vibes toward the store disappeared. Hell, this store had everything. I caught my reflection in a small mirror. I was a disheveled mess from my run. It was hard to imagine I’d ever been in New York at all. The suits. The money. Honestly, I looked like I fit in hanging out in here. Not just the dollar store. But Newark. I smiled to myself and looked back down at the piggy bank. Or maybe I was losing my mind.”
———-
Aside from the writing style, the story was so incredibly lacking. These “deep dark secrets that would make her hate me” never really came to light in this book. Or maybe they did but they were so mundane that I didn’t super care.
I’ll also add, the spicy scenes were MAYBE one