Finished reading Gut Deep by Donna Augustine
Title: Gut Deep
Writer: Donna Augustine
Genre: #urbanfantasty #dystopia
My rating: 1/5 ⭐️
Version: E-Book from Amazon
They steal our world, destroy our lives and view us as worthless chattel. I never thought I’d be desperate enough to ask one of them for help, and worse, one of their leaders. But with a vampire stalking me, a werewolf might be my only salvation. I’m still not sure which is worse, him or death.
She’s nothing to me but an inconvenience, a burden, another complaining human singing the song of the wronged. She strolls into danger as if she’s begging for death, taking risk after risk. I should let the monsters she tempts have her. I would if I didn’t want her for myself.
Oh no! I have never ever before disliked a book from Donna Augustine but this one did not do it for me. I felt it was lacking in so many ways that I can not even explain it to you.
There is a new dystopian world and that is the only good thing in the book. All other parts of it failed and I gave only one star out of five.
Reasons the book failed: Firstly for me, it had a too fast romance that did not feel real – compared to Donna Augustine’s books before it had a super speed romance and no character building at all. Where the slow style disappeared where the characters rounded each other and had more funny moments than weird situations.
Secondly, the book did not have enough plot. It was all about ”Do I like him enough” and ”no this will never work out” moments to actually have any kind of reasonable plot in it. I am so disappointed.
Thirdly, I would have loved to read more about the world. How it was like that and what actually happened before. Also, politics and other small details would have brought more to the story. Now it felt like it was stripped version of Donna Augustine’s former books.
So sorry, but this is the first book in the year 2019 that I can not recommend at all.
“I’m fine,” she said, nodding. I’d heard the “I’m fine” answer before. It usually came right before I broke it off with whatever female I’d been dating. The “I’m fine” ushered in whole new territory of relationship baggage, where you then had to set off on a truth-seeking mission, like some emotional scavenger hunt.”
“Sometimes I wondered if the accident that killed my father had been intentional suicide. We might not live as long as vampires, but a thousand more years with my mother might make anyone think life was too long. In death, he’d finally escaped the misery that was Larissa Tessa.”
“He was like a cookie laced with arsenic, sweet to the taste but deadly.”