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A review by woodmonsters
From Lukov with Love by Mariana Zapata
2.0
It had been a while since I read a book *this* bad. It’s so poorly written, it reads like wattpad fanfiction.
Did this get published without being reviewed by an editor??? The grammar is all over the place. The story is redundant, the characters have pages long discussions that could have easily being resolved in a couple paragraphs. It’s nearly 400 pages and it didn’t need to be that long. The banter between the leads does not seem organic. (Meatball?? Satan?? Seriously?? Thats the best she could come up with??).
This wasn’t a slow burn by any means. Where was the pining?? The yearning? The development?? The miscommunications?? Homegirl went from hating Ivan, to barely getting along with him, and then, all of the sudden, she loves him??? And turns out he loved her all along even when he treated her like shit?? There was no build up whatsoever! No foreshadowing. Nothing!
The main character was a whiny little bitch. She insults anyone she comes across, her family included.
But my biggest issue with this book? All the goddamned epithets!!
- “The redheaded woman who had given birth to me”
- “The five-foot-seven-inch man”
- “The blond beefcake”
- “The second man in my life to ever do shit to my heart
- “The man sitting behind the steering wheel”
- “The man whose thigh I had my head on”
For the love of God someone please tell Mariana Zapata that her characters have names and it’s okay to USE THEM!! Or use simple pronouns! Please! It’s writing 101.
Not sure how this has over FOUR stars on here. I was barely able to finish it. Clearly overrated.
Did this get published without being reviewed by an editor??? The grammar is all over the place. The story is redundant, the characters have pages long discussions that could have easily being resolved in a couple paragraphs. It’s nearly 400 pages and it didn’t need to be that long. The banter between the leads does not seem organic. (Meatball?? Satan?? Seriously?? Thats the best she could come up with??).
This wasn’t a slow burn by any means. Where was the pining?? The yearning? The development?? The miscommunications?? Homegirl went from hating Ivan, to barely getting along with him, and then, all of the sudden, she loves him??? And turns out he loved her all along even when he treated her like shit?? There was no build up whatsoever! No foreshadowing. Nothing!
The main character was a whiny little bitch. She insults anyone she comes across, her family included.
But my biggest issue with this book? All the goddamned epithets!!
- “The redheaded woman who had given birth to me”
- “The five-foot-seven-inch man”
- “The blond beefcake”
- “The second man in my life to ever do shit to my heart
- “The man sitting behind the steering wheel”
- “The man whose thigh I had my head on”
For the love of God someone please tell Mariana Zapata that her characters have names and it’s okay to USE THEM!! Or use simple pronouns! Please! It’s writing 101.
Not sure how this has over FOUR stars on here. I was barely able to finish it. Clearly overrated.