My rating: One worm!This was my first buddy read! And with Sibil :D I had heard about this book for
My rating: One worm!This was my first buddy read! And with Sibil :D I had heard about this book for quite sometime, but never got around to read it (or read its goodreads reviews) that was, of course until a few days ago.So, considering how this is my first buddy read and I have never written a review for one before, I’ll just write whatever comes to my mind, regardless of sense, logic or grammar as usual So here I go:This was a extremely ridiculous book.There is no other way to say it, really. It felt as if it had been written by a child, with long and unnecessary descriptions, no plot, cringe-worthy dialogue, cookie-cutter characters and a lot of offensive content.Here is a summary:Girl with no experience whatsoever is hired to take care of endangered species on a circus. Legal guardians think it’s totally cool for the seventeen year old girl to go and live on a place with no social security, health inssurance and surrounded by strangers *insert angst about lost parents here and how hot guy will cure it*.She there meets a white tiger who is somehow bought as a pet, even though it’s an endangered species, and for some reason the rich guy who bought it wants her to go with the tiger all around the world to… help him settle in? Why? How can she help? And if it’s because the tiger got attached to her, what will happen when she goes back home?When she arrives she will only get to know the extremely rich part of India, completely negating the majority of the population and their problems. Somehow managing to walk around with a freaking white tiger without anybody giving a crap about it.But! turns out that the hand-licking tiger with “blue eyes that pierce into her soul” is a hot Indian prince that can somehowtransform into a man wearing clothes that were in no way appropiate for his time, place, culture and social position, but that somehow coincide with American standards of beauty.After that we learn that the white, north american girl who has never given a shit about Indian culture, is somehow the savior of its people.*Stops to cry because this book is a best-seller*From this point onward we see an awkward (at best) insta-love between her and the prince. And we also witness how this somewhat capable young woman turns into a complete moron who can’t do anything without a man by her side, but yet believing herself too plain and simple to deserve one.The investigation the author conducted about India is insultingly flimsy and merely consisted of info-dumps that were (sadly enough) the best parts of the book. It would go like this:“Wow, this sweet orange juice is really sweet and refreshing.” I said as I savored the sticky sweetness off My glass. It wasn’t as good as lemon merengue pie, my favorite, but it was close enough.“Well,” Ren said exposing his perfectly white teeths in a sunburning smile. “The orange (specifically, the sweet orange) is the fruit of the citrus species Citrus × sinensis in the family Rutaceae. The fruit of the Citrus × sinensis is considered a sweet orange, whereas the fruit of the Citrus × aurantium is considered a bitter orange.”“Oh goodie!” He knows so much, and he is so hot. I blush at my own thoughts.Not recommended at all. -- source link
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