This novel contains graphic sexual content and harsh language. It is only appropriate for adult readers age 18+.
Have you ever been so angry that hitting things felt good? Or so numb that you actually felt high? The past few years have been like that for me. Traveling between fury and indifference with no stops in between.
Some people hate me for it, while others are scared of me. But none of them can hurt me, because I don’t care about anything or anyone.
I love her so much that I hate her. We used to be friends, but I found out that I couldn’t trust her or anyone else.
So I hurt her. I pushed her away.
But I still need her. The sight of her centers me, and I can pool all of my anger into her. Engaging her, challenging her, bullying her…they are my food, my air, and the last part of me that feels anything human.
But she left. She went to France for a
Now, when I push, she pushes back.
I liked this one a lot better, which surprised me. It’s essentially a flip of Bully, and you probably already know how I felt about that. Maybe the reason I like this is because it gives me a peek into the bully’s mind.
That’s not to say that knowing Jared’s reasoning has softened me toward him. On the contrary, his reasoning earned pity (for only what he suffered), but it actually infuriated me even more regarding his treatment of Tate
But… like I said in my review of Bully, the author manages to intrigue me and draw me in, to the point that I couldn’t stop reading, even if I wanted to. I’m now hooked on this series for good, it seems. This book is definitely entertaining, even more so than Bully,