I LOVE the cover of this book. It fits SO well and it’s gorgeous, but obviously a cover doesn’t make a book.
The Only Boy by Jordan Locke had potential. SO MUCH potential. But it was lacking for several reasons.
One: The writing was dull. It felt like there was no emotion, no expression from the characters. It was boring, in all honesty. It was pure curiosity that drove me forward with this story.
Two: The characters were flat. They didn’t have much personality. Mary was confused and confusing- she went from being resistant of her society to being supportive of it, like she couldn’t make up her mind, or like she didn’t even remember her opinions from the chapters before.
Three: For having two characters that are supposed to be in danger, they were incredibly bad at surviving or getting away. They were constantly getting caught or injured, and while I understand that not every character can be awesome and skilled in fighting, it was still SO frustrating that they were always be set back. It was like going in circles.
Four: Insta-love. The two main characters have NOTHING in common, barely agree on anything, and have no chemistry. But they are so in love. Right. I just couldn’t get behind it.
I was majorly disappointed with this book, and it sucks since I was so excited to read it. It just wasn’t something I enjoyed, even though it did have it’s entertaining parts. After all, it held my attention to the last page.
Would I recommend it? Not really. If it sounds like something you’d like, give it a try. If you usually get annoyed by the things I’ve listed above, it might be best to avoid this book.