Synopsis (from Goodreads):
They say London is the city that never sleeps. Man, you have no idea…
A new job, a new life and a new home, Rose has left the pain of the past behind. But if she thinks she’s going to have it easy she’s in for a shock. There’s Roman for starters, a complication with a capital C. With the racing pulses and the x-rated thoughts, she can barely keep it together. And then he decides to drop a bombshell. It’s the domino effect alright, because hot on the heels of his revelation come a few unpleasant ones of her own. Rose discovers that there is a darker side to London, an ancient secret, a world that she belongs to and one that could get her killed.
Question is, can she keep it together long enough to kick danger’s arse?
London is one vibrant city, completely able to entertain you, no matter your hobbies and your age. This book is not. If I had to compare it to a vegetable it would be a rotten onion – smelly, nasty, slimy, going to pieces before your eyes. Yes it was that bad. Imagine it or not it took a team of two writers to concoct something so vile.
A bunch of Mary-Sue characters, (both male and female), never distinguishable from one another unless you are focusing on their physical appearances, had nothing interesting to say and nothing important to do. The authors too often mixed up world build and info dumps. Grammatical errors in the narrative which was, by the way, simplistic, made me sometimes wince and sometimes swear under my breath.
I never understood why Rose, the main lead, had to leave her infirm, bedridden mother with her dad in order to just go to London and HAVE FUN. Because that’s what she was doing, work or no work. I never understood why London werewolves had to collect luxury vintage cars. I never understood how these fictional characters could fill their lives with just eating, clubbing and f***ing. After one third of the book I was so disgusted that I had to go for a run.
This book was not worth the money I paid for it – mind you I got it from the Amazon.com for free…Allegedly everyone can write nowadays. Still, in my very humble opinion, some people shouldn’t – in their own best interest and the interest of the whole humankind as well.