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Everyone has a different taste in books. Some people like romantic novels with Mr. Darcy figures. Some people like Stephen King’s novels. Whenever I start reading a book and I end up disliking it, I tend to finish it anyway. I just can’t leave a book unfinished unless I have a very very good reason. Here are my top 7 books I wish I didn’t read…
Clea Raymond has felt the glare of the spotlight her entire life. The daughter of a renowned surgeon and a prominent Washington DC politician, she has grown to be a talented photojournalist who takes refuge in a career that allows her to travel to the most exotic parts of the world. But after Clea’s father disappears while on a humanitarian mission, Clea’s photos begin to feature eerie, shadowy images of a strange and beautiful man—a man she has never seen before.
When fate brings Clea and this man together, she is stunned by the immediate and powerful connection she feels with him. As they grow closer, they are drawn deep into the mystery behind her father’s disappearance, and they discover the centuries old truth behind their intense bond. Torn by a dangerous love triangle and haunted by a powerful secret that holds their fates, together they race against time to unravel their pasts in order to save their lives—and their futures.
I really don’t have a good excuse for picking this one up in the first place. When I first put this book on my reading list, I was in middle school. Can I judge my middle school self for wanting to read a book “written by” (but not really) Hilary Duff? Certainly not. Can I judge myself at twenty-something years old for taking the time to read Elixir? Absolutely. I have already ranted about this book at length in a review, but trust me when I say, it’s not even worth a good laugh or a trip down memory lane.
Oh, what fools these actors be!
it was a horror movie that turned into real horror: Three young actors lost their lives while the cameras rolled. Production stopped, and people proclaimed the movie was cursed.
Now, sixty years later, new actors are venturing onto the haunted set. In a desperate attempt to revive their failing studio, Claire’s dad has green-lit a remake of Mayhem Manor, and Claire and her friends are dying to be involved.
This is probably one of the worst (if not the worst) book I had ever read. I don’t know if it is because I was in my late teens when I picked this one up, but this was one horribly constructed story. I probably should have known it wasn’t a masterpiece. When I bought A Midsummer Night’s Scream, it was reduced in price three times down to $2. What is so bad about it? Everything.
A beautiful, sensitive young girl falls in love with a brilliant older man who is so profoundly scarred both physically and emotionally that he literally cannot face the light of day. Despite his deep apprehensions, he allows her to enter his world of darkness, where they communicate their love for each other through music. Fearful of what he most craves, Erik nevertheless becomes convinced of Marisa’s love. He nurtures and tutors her as she matures from girl to womanhood while she, in turn, teaches him to trust and gradually coaxes him into the light. Theirs is a magical bond, cemented by adversity. How this bond grows stronger, flourishing through the years is the basis of this hypnotic fantasy.
When I found a copy of Night Magic at the library, I jumped for joy. I can’t believe they have one, it’s out of print everywhere else! I never asked myself why it was out of print. I just figured that many people wouldn’t want to read a retelling of The Phantom of the Opera. Well, turns out there is a reason why it is out of print. The relationship between the main characters is downright creepy. There is really nothing romantic about this book at all (and in my opinion, it defeats the purpose).
No one has set foot on Earth in centuries — until now.Ever since a devastating nuclear war, humanity has lived on spaceships far above Earth’s radioactive surface. Now, one hundred juvenile delinquents — considered expendable by society — are being sent on a dangerous mission: to recolonize the planet. It could be their second chance at life…or it could be a suicide mission.
It’s a general rule that a book is usually better than its movie adaptation or t.v. adaptation. In the case of The 100, the book stinks and the television series is amazing. The novel is so different from the series and has way more character development.
Princess Eadlyn has grown up hearing endless stories about how her mother and father met. Twenty years ago, America Singer entered the Selection and won the heart of Prince Maxon—and they lived happily ever after. Eadlyn has always found their fairy-tale story romantic, but she has no interest in trying to repeat it. If it were up to her, she’d put off marriage for as long as possible.
But a princess’s life is never entirely her own, and Eadlyn can’t escape her very own Selection—no matter how fervently she protests.
Eadlyn doesn’t expect her story to end in romance. But as the competition begins, one entry may just capture Eadlyn’s heart, showing her all the possibilities that lie in front of her . . . and proving that finding her own happily ever after isn’t as impossible as she’s always thought.
If you’re going to write from the perspective of a whiny teenage brat, at least make her somewhat redeemable. I enjoyed The Selection series, even though it wasn’t entirely my cup of tea, but The Heir took a nosedive.
Sin is coming… Prepare to Swoon.
Torn from her native New York City and dumped in the land of cookie-cutter preps, Candice is resigned to accept her posh, dull fate. Nothing ever happens in Swoon, Connecticut…until Dice’s perfect, privileged cousin Penelope nearly dies in a fall from an old tree, and her spirit intertwines with that of a ghost. His name? Sinclair Youngblood Powers. His mission? Revenge. And while Pen is oblivious to the possession, Dice is all too aware of Sin. She’s intensely drawn to him—but not at all crazy about the havoc he’s wreaking. Determined to exorcise the demon, Dice accidentally sets Sin loose, gives him flesh, makes him formidable. Now she must destroy an even more potent—and irresistible—adversary, before the whole town succumbs to Sin’s will. Only trouble is, she’s in love with him.
What do you do when the boy of your dreams is too bad to be true?
When I first read Swoon, I liked it. It’s different from the other YA paranormal fiction out there. But, when I reread Swoon a few years later, it was as if I was reading a completely different book. The writing style was just so awkward, and all of the characters were horrible people with strange nicknames.
Two years ago, the aliens made contact. Now Cara Sweeney is going to be sharing a bathroom with one of them.
Handpicked to host the first-ever L’eihr exchange student, Cara thinks her future is set. Not only does she get a free ride to her dream college, she’ll have inside information about the mysterious L’eihrs that every journalist would kill for. Cara’s blog following is about to skyrocket.
Still, Cara isn’t sure what to think when she meets Aelyx. Humans and L’eihrs have nearly identical DNA, but cold, infuriatingly brilliant Aelyx couldn’t seem more alien. She’s certain about one thing, though: no human boy is this good-looking.
But when Cara’s classmates get swept up by anti-L’eihr paranoia, Midtown High School suddenly isn’t safe anymore. Threatening notes appear in Cara’s locker, and a police officer has to escort her and Aelyx to class.
Cara finds support in the last person she expected. She realizes that Aelyx isn’t just her only friend; she’s fallen hard for him. But Aelyx has been hiding the truth about the purpose of his exchange, and its potentially deadly consequences. Soon Cara will be in for the fight of her life—not just for herself and the boy she loves, but for the future of her planet.
Alienated was just too cheesy for me to even take seriously. My entire reading experience was cringing and asking myself over and over: why am I still reading this? Why won’t this book end!?
Have you read any of these books? Are there any books you wish you didn’t read? Let me know in the comments below!
Until Next Time,