Colleen Hoover is brilliant. I think everyone should try one of her stories, and I don’t care what category and genres you like best (this falls under New Adult Contemporary Romance). There’s something about the way she tells a story that’s magic. She comes up with fascinating concepts, like this one, where two people meet up every year, on November 9, for five years. The only catch is that they can’t communicate with each other at all on the days and months between.
This is clever and funny, with a unique, non-linear format and a major twist. Basically, this story slayed me. Colleen Hoover pulls you into her worlds so fast and hard that I find it impossible to set her books down. They are an emotional roller coaster, and they’re the kind of ride I’d wait in line all day long to get on.
I hate to generalize, but if you can’t read a Colleen Hoover book and feel something, then it’s possible that you are soulless. Please note: I have no background in medical practice or religious theology and definitely cannot scientifically prove the existence of souls. This review should not be taken as a statement of fact or even advice. I just want you to know that if you hate her novels, I will be concerned about your well-being on a very personal level.