My name is Tate. He doesn’t call me that, though. He would never refer to me so informally, if he referred to me at all. No, he’ll barely even speak to me.
But he still won’t leave me alone.
We were best friends once. Then he turned on me and made it his mission to ruin my life. I’ve been humiliated, shut out, and gossiped about all through high school. His pranks and rumors got more sadistic as time wore on, and I made myself sick trying to stay out of his way. I even went to France for a year, just to avoid him.
But I’m done hiding from him now, and there’s no way in hell I’ll allow him to ruin my senior year. He might not have changed, but I have. It’s time to fight back.
I’m not going to let him bully me anymore.
I haven’t picked up a book like this in a while but as soon as I started this one, I couldn’t put it down. Mainly because when I resort to romance novels, I love stories like this. Broody males with issues. Angst. Distraught. Issues. Enemies to lovers. It’s my go to right behind student teacher romance.
“This is how bullies are made.”
I really enjoyed Bully because it was similar to Jessica Sorensen’s writing and her stories. In this case it was similar to Ella and Micha. And I’m a sucker for emotional stories about torn characters who destroy everything around them. I just am.
Tate and her emotional monologue she delivered in front of her whole classroom? I mean…
Anyways. A lot of the reviews I have read since reading have said nothing but negative things about Tate and the way she was throughout the story. I’m quite the opposite. I appreciated Tate and her characteristics. Her mannerisms. She depicts the growth that I like seeing in characters while I am reading my books. Jared was the kind of tormented and dark characters that I like. I like my men broody and mysterious. And then just like that they melt you like butter. Ahh…the good stuff
My only kink with this book was I think it was borderline young adult but every one says it is new adult. Which, I don’t mind either way but I don’t like false advertisement because these characters were pretty young. Again, I don’t mind that but the way the author portrayed them as “mature” but then their actions definitely weren’t “mature” I kind of just got whiplash.
I think I need to pick up more of Penelope’s books. Her writing was decent and just enough to grab my attention and I can definitely appreciate that.