Isis Blake hasn’t fallen in love in three years, forty-three weeks, and two days. Or so she thinks.
The boy she maybe-sort-of-definitely loved and sort-of-maybe-definitely hated has dropped off the face of the planet in the face of tragedy, leaving a Jack Hunter–shaped hole. Determined to be happy, Isis fills it in with lies and puts on a brave smile for her new life at Ohio State University.
But the smile lasts only until he shows up. The menace from her past—her darkest secret, Nameless—is attending OSU right alongside her. And he’s whispering that he has something Isis wants—something she needs to see to move forward. To move on.
Isis has always been able to pretend everything is okay. But not anymore.
Isis Blake might be good at putting herself back together.
But Jack Hunter is better.
This trilogy was highly disappointing. I thought it was going to get better because I sort of liked the second book. Nope. I was wrong.
If anything, it got worse. The stupid humor in this book was not funny. The characters are not likeable. And I couldn’t stand the main characters at all.
I’m terribly mad that this series wasn’t good. I’ve been hyping it up in my head for the longest time. And now, I’m just really disappointed and in a possible reading slump because of these books.
Nothing in this book really made sense. The scenes were all jumpy and it was hard to keep up with what was actually going on.