They call him an angry god.
To me, he is nothing but a heartless prince.
His parents rule this town, its police, every citizen and boutique on Main Street.
All I own is a nice, juicy grudge against him for that time he almost killed me.
Between hooking up with a different girl every weekend, breaking hearts, noses and rules, Vaughn also finds the time to bully little ole’ me.
I fight back, tooth and nail, never expecting him to chase me across the ocean after we graduate high school.
But here he is, living with me in a dark, looming castle on the outskirts of London.
A fellow intern. A prodigal sculptor. A bloody genius.
They say this place is haunted, and it is.
Carlisle Castle hides two of our most awful secrets.
Vaughn thinks he can kill the ghosts of his past, but what he doesn’t know? It’s my heart he’s slaying.
GENRE: New Adult
FORMAT: Kindle Edition
WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST READ!!! NEW ADULT MY ASS!!!
FAIR WARNING!! THIS IS GOING TO BE X RATED REVIEW BECAUSE THE BOOK IS FUCKED UPPPPP!!!So here it goes.
Angry God (All Saints High #3) belongs to the New Adult genre. This book actually has a rating of 4.3 out of 5 on Goodreads. After reading this books, I have three question:
- What the hell!!
Well, the third is more of a surprise yelp, but I guess you got it. So here it goes. We have THE Vaughn Spencer. Beautiful. Creative genius. Psycho!! And then we have Lenora Astalis. Let’s just say she is ‘Idiot’ personified.
Vaughn is the God of, well, where ever he goes, he is the God. Angry God. He has everyone under his thumb or shoe or let’s put it out there: basically his dick.
He goes around the school getting blow jobs…….
who study in the same school……….
And the girls drop to their knees, and give him one…
in front of the whole school……
Hell, they even offer him one. Considering Vaughn’s personality is as endearing as a rabid grizzly Bear, I am more than mystified by the complete compliance of the girls.
Mystified is an understatement actually. I am stupefied by their enthusiasm to give this pole-up-my-ass guy BJ’s at the drop of a hat or rather at the drop of his pants.
Brains… well, they were born without one.
Dignity…What the hell is that?
Self Respect… this word is not even in their dictionary.
I mean I understand New Adult fiction means well, New Adult fiction but you have to make the characters, if not love able, but at least believable. The horseshit that was flying in the name of story here, and the bullshit that was being shoved in our faces in the name of chemistry had me stupified!!
I kind of blame Fifty Shades of Grey series by E.L James that gave way to the New Adult genre, for all the crap that is being published out there in the name of romance. There is a thin line between abuse and……… wait what am even saying? Abuse and romance are like parallel lines, existing in alternate universes with zero chance of ever meeting. Like EVER!!
But now we have all these abuse-in-the-name-of-romance books under the New Adult genre out there making excuses for the male characters shitty attitude just because they do something “redeeming” … like fart rainbows maybe?
I am not even going to bother putting a spoiler alert here. Because seriously, if you can’t guess the sorry-excuse-for-a-twist coming then I don’t even know what to say.
New Adult synonymous to Brainless??
Lenora knows Vaughn’s “secret”and she has no intention of ever revealing it. Because she is scared to death by Vaughn-blowJob lover-Spencer.
Vaughn knows that Lenora-Idiot-Astalis knows but instead of giving her a wide berth, because glass houses and all, he makes it his life’s mission to interfere with here life.
Like he is literally poking the bear here and then has the audacity to threaten her as well. I mean personally, I would have printed flyers and pasted them all over the damn school, maybe put up an advert in a local newspaper and given an anonymous tip to the local news station as well.
But all this requires …..you guessed it..Brains!!! Which Miss Lenora clearly didn’t have.
And what was with the biting the lip and drinking the blood while kissing?!! Ewwwww!! STD’s much??
I mean many times I got confused whether I was reading a paranormal book. Because Lenora kept on channeling her inner Edward Cullen a la Twilight. All was left was for her to glow like a disco ball as soon as sunlight hit her.
But sadly that didn’t happen.
It should have. It would have made this New Adult book readable.
If my rant wasn’t enough, let me say it loud and clear. I am not touching Angry God series with a 10 foot pole …