★★★★★ 5 Stars ★★★★★
“You shouldn’t have to convince anyone to choose you. There is no real choice in love.”
F*ck. My words are inadequate. I loved this story and I hated it too. Way back in 2012, I read The Opportunist, back when it was a standalone, and I knew that that was the type of book that I would always be searching for, it makes you FEEL everything and sometimes you feel absolutely fucking awful whilst reading it, but the journey to the end is always worth it. When you finally get the end and your heart can be put back together again and be full. Tarryn Fisher has done it once again with this new standalone contemporary romance.
“It never passes, and it never pauses. It’s like a fist clutched around my heart, squeezing all day long.”
I didn’t even read the blurb to this book before reading, which is very unusual for me. I like to know what I am getting into, and I at least like to know the names of the main characters and a general gist of what is in store for me. I am glad that I went in blind, because the full effect hit me like a freight train and whilst at first I didn’t know what the heck was going on, I just went with it and trusted the author to write a story that would be amazing.
This is a story of fate, and destiny and how sometimes you can’t choose who you fall in love with. I fell in love with Helena, she was completely relate-able to me and I felt her emotions completely. Kit was also easy to fall in love with, but he tested me so much at times, especially towards the end. As for Della, she was a needy and clingy friend, a egotist who was insecure and vain. I loved to hate her.
“Your girlfriend is a narcissistic bitch, and you’re an indecisive coward.”
The writing was phenomenal, the plot complex enough to keep you reading without wanting to stop and the characters each had great depth to their personalities.
My advice. Read it.
F*ck Love is a standalone contemporary romance, told in the heroine’s POV.