Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of bestselling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish.
Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read. Page after page of bone-chilling admissions, including Verity's recollection of what really happened the day her daughter died.
Lowen decides to keep the manuscript hidden from Jeremy, knowing its contents would devastate the already grieving father. But as Lowen's feelings for Jeremy begin to intensify, she recognizes all the ways she could benefit if he were to read his wife's words. After all, no matter how devoted Jeremy is to his injured wife, a truth this horrifying would make it impossible for him to continue to love her.
A standalone romantic thriller from #1 New York Times bestselling author Colleen Hoover.
Anyone out there got any spare brain cells? Cause this book just fried my two last remaining ones.
"No one is likable from the inside out.”
No, seriously, wow. Wow, guys, wow. This. Book. Wow. It’s just… I’m… wow… As you can see, I’m practically speechless after reading this book. I had a feeling Hoover’s Verity is going to be good, but I did not expect it to blow my mind and leave me in a state of I-don’t-think-anything-I’ll-ever-read-will-feel-this-good-again. It’s that kind of book that fills you with restless energy and anticipation, always needing more and basically savoring it, page after page, chapter after chapter. This is a thriller at its finest, leaving me shaking, clutching my kindle and staring at the wall in the middle of the night, wondering What is the truth?
Lowen Ashleigh is a low-profile suspense books writer, whose mom died of cancer a couple of weeks ago. She just got an offer to complete Verity Crawford’s super popular series as a co-author, because Verity couldn’t write anymore, due to her injury in a car wreck. Her husband, Jeremy, is willing to offer her an amount of money that could help her solve her financial problems if she finishes the books. So Lowen’s in, despite her hate for publicity and interactions with fans. She travels to New York to get though Verity notes, and so her time with Crawford family begins.
I just realized this summary of mine doesn’t sound nearly as good as I claim it to be, but I promise you, it’s mad. This book is the MVP of suspense novels. It’s impossible to escape Hoover’s brilliance, the way she creates tension, seduces her readers and pulls them under the covers of this book before they even know what’s happening to them. This story is dark and twisted, mindfuckingly awesome, but also cute and fun. The narrative switches between Lowen’s first-person POV and chapters from Verity’s biography, that are combined, and with amazing pacing and timing create an intriguing atmosphere in the Crawford household.
The whole story was so fucking amazing and immensely intriguing, but the ending was the epic mindfuck I needed from this book. Hoover managed to accomplish what every book writer should aspire to make – a book that leaves an impression, a book that doesn’t leave you the moment you close it after reading the last chapter, but a book that stays with you – a book that you can’t stop thinking about in the middle of the night because it was THAT DAMN GOOD. Verity’s ending, as well as the book itself, will stay with me for a while, and I’m still not done with analyzing and theorizing everything over, even though I finished it days ago.
I didn’t really like Lowen; she was kind of bland and whiny in the beginning. Not that I don’t get it, but her unwillingness to stand up for herself and write Verity’s books was kind of annoying. She became kind of badass and much cooler during the end but still wasn’t a truly likable character. So, you might ask yourself, how can I like a book this much if I didn’t like the character who carries the entire narrative? Well, the thing is, I’m not sure Lowen IS the main character. Sure, her story is pretty important and she is sort of a heroine in it, but I’m looking at a young couple to who this story actually belongs.
“Here, I’m invisible. Unimportant. Manhattan is too crowded to give a shit about me, and I love her for it.”
Jeremy is the ultimate hot dad, who is perfect in every way possible. I don’t think it’s possible not to like him, especially after Hoover’s vivid descriptions of him from both Lowen and Verity’s perspectives. He is such a cutie and I loved how much he loves his kids. I thought he was only going to play a love interest for Lowen figure, but he turned out to be a nice and interesting character. Romance between him and Lowen was developed slowly and passionately, combined with cuteness and lots of tension from the house. I really liked the two of them together and I’m pretty sure this book would have been good even if it was just a romance novel.
“I stretch truths where I see fit. I’m a writer.”
Yes, Verity, you do. No matter how good has Hoover developed all of her characters, not one of them could be compared with Verity Crawford. *spoiler* Batshit crazy psycho or caring mother and an amazing writer? I guess we’ll never know, but I love both versions. *end spoiler* Well, maybe the manuscript Verity much more because she’s brilliant.
“A writer should never have the audacity to write about themselves unless they’re willing to separate every layer of protection between the author’s soul and their book. The words should come directly from the center of the gut, tearing through flesh and bone as they break free. Ugly and honest and bloody and a little bit terrifying, but completely exposed.”
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