After reading Embrace by Jessica Shirvington, there are two things that I’ve more or less decided to stay the hell away from:
Second, LOVE TRIANGLES. Jesus Murphy Jones, woman. You’ve read the synopsis. You know there were two guys mentioned that the MC is caught in the middle of and yet, you’ve went ahead and spent a hefty sum of money bringing these books from Australia! What the hell is wrong with you?! Love triangles should die a thousand deaths…preferrably in the pits of hell.
I couldn’t stomach every character in Embrace. The MC was whiny. The love interests’ characters were supposedly hot but…not and the absence of the parental units were ramphant. This book just didn’t work for me at all.
I normally root for the brooding bad boy in a love triangle but not in this case. I wasn’t rooting for anyone at all. I was apathetic through the entire reading experience.
I’ve come to the conclusion that not all Australian authors are created equal. I also need to be proven wrong that Aussies can only write brilliant reality fictions. So far, paranormal remained a bust; case and point, Saltwater Vampires by Kristi Eagar and Blood Song by Rhiannon Hart. I had a hard time getting into these books.
I’ve read reviews prior to reading Embrace and they’re mostly positive. I’m sorry to be the Debbie Downer in this community but this book was really nothing special. Unfortunately, I now owned the entire trilogy which would probably remain unread in my shelves.