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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.