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A review by imtiredofthisgrandpa
Snow Twink by Sue Brown
Did not finish book. Stopped at 41%.
I only made it to chapter five, but I kept getting confused on whether this was a bear shifter book or not because of the repeated use of “growling” to communicate—like, it wasn’t on every page, but it was used enough that I noticed and checked a few times on the shifter/non-shifter status. The way the author had Gruff reacting and thinking when he first found Lyle didn’t help my confusion because it gave “true mate” vibes, just a bit, with that “there’s just something about him” feeling that’s present in most true mate romances.
Other than that, Lyle suddenly had his full memory back and didn’t want to tell Gruff, but it was the literal first moment we’d heard; I thought we were slowly mixing together ingredients of a pie, not mushing them together in a half-done “here, damn” ball of goo. Lyle had all of his memories at that moment, and I still knew nothing real about his past beyond the wild comments and vague recall. “You couldn’t have known.” Idk either, Lyle, because you aren’t very good at telling me anything.
Anyway, I was going to keep going, but then the next page had this gem:
“Gruff, there’s something you need to know.”
“What’s that?”
“I haven’t, ever, I mean, I’ve never—“
“Been a boy?” Gruff’s excitement grew at the thought of training a complete novice. It didn’t matter that he was still a relatively novice Daddy. They could learn together.
That’s all fine and good, but Lyle literally turned eighteen, like, two days ago. Gruff is only twenty-eight, but the way it was phrased put me off, I suppose, along with Lyle being two seconds from legal.
Other than that, Lyle suddenly had his full memory back and didn’t want to tell Gruff, but it was the literal first moment we’d heard; I thought we were slowly mixing together ingredients of a pie, not mushing them together in a half-done “here, damn” ball of goo. Lyle had all of his memories at that moment, and I still knew nothing real about his past beyond the wild comments and vague recall. “You couldn’t have known.” Idk either, Lyle, because you aren’t very good at telling me anything.
Anyway, I was going to keep going, but then the next page had this gem:
“Gruff, there’s something you need to know.”
“What’s that?”
“I haven’t, ever, I mean, I’ve never—“
“Been a boy?” Gruff’s excitement grew at the thought of training a complete novice. It didn’t matter that he was still a relatively novice Daddy. They could learn together.
That’s all fine and good, but Lyle literally turned eighteen, like, two days ago. Gruff is only twenty-eight, but the way it was phrased put me off, I suppose, along with Lyle being two seconds from legal.