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A review by si0bhan
Her First Billionaire by Julia Kent
1.0
I need to stop being enticed by the word ‘free’. Whilst free is not a synonym of bad, if I had read the reviews I would not have been so disappointed by what I was reading.
Honestly, I’m not sure what to write in this review. There really wasn’t much to the story. I understand that it is the first of many parts – and it does set up for the rest of the story – but outside of that, I cannot think of anything.
I didn’t particularly enjoy any of the characters. The self-deprecating ways of the main character were totally at odds with her behaviour. She was a bunch of clichés that exist to make women feel as though they can get any man they want. Our male was another cliché. He lacked in any real substance. There was the possibility of some real story in regards to where the money came from… yet that was pushed aside so that we could focus upon the down and dirty.
All in all, this highlighted how I should read reviews rather than clicking the buy button when I see the word free. At least it was only a handful of pages (even if it did feel like much more, my eyes constantly drifting to the percentage read and asking how I wasn’t closer to the end).
Honestly, I’m not sure what to write in this review. There really wasn’t much to the story. I understand that it is the first of many parts – and it does set up for the rest of the story – but outside of that, I cannot think of anything.
I didn’t particularly enjoy any of the characters. The self-deprecating ways of the main character were totally at odds with her behaviour. She was a bunch of clichés that exist to make women feel as though they can get any man they want. Our male was another cliché. He lacked in any real substance. There was the possibility of some real story in regards to where the money came from… yet that was pushed aside so that we could focus upon the down and dirty.
All in all, this highlighted how I should read reviews rather than clicking the buy button when I see the word free. At least it was only a handful of pages (even if it did feel like much more, my eyes constantly drifting to the percentage read and asking how I wasn’t closer to the end).