The DNF Journals: Invisible Love Letter by Callie Anderson

The DNF Journals:  Invisible Love Letter by Callie AndersonInvisible Love Letter by Callie Anderson
Genres: Romance
Pages: 256
Format: eBook
Source: Purchased
Amazon US

Love is fatal; a snake that slithers into your life, poisons you with its venom, and leaves you there to die.

I swore I wouldn’t be my parents.
I swore I would stay away from the limelight.

Falling in love with a musician was definitely out of the question.

Weston Carter was all kinds of wrong for a girl like me. He was musician, a womanizer, and a first class heartbreaker.

I didn't know a love like this could exist. Our love was epic, the kind people wrote stories about. We fell into it hard, unable to control our feelings.

I set myself up for a shattered heart.
A broken life.
A fucked up love story.

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The cover?  Beautiful.
The synopsis?  Haunting.
The reviews?  Raving.
The actual book?  I hated it.  At least the little that I read.

This makes me really sad to say, and I know I’m going to get burned at the stake for even admitting to this, but I honestly did not enjoy a single thing about this book passed the cover or the well-written synopsis.

I was promised a cereal bowl full of angst that I could gorge on until I threw up my feelings via tears.  A deep and dirty ugly cry that would purge my barely beating black heart.  And, come on, that sounds like a fucking party to of course I jumped in.

But the only reason I wanted to cry was because of how ridiculous the whole thing was!

Okay, this will get a little spoilerish – but actually, maybe not, because I only made it to about 30% or so.  Either way, continue on at your own risk.

Still with me?  Okay.
I have never read so many damn cliches in so few pages.  The H&H meet at a crowded coffee shop, their eyes meet and neither can look away.  It’s love at fucking first sight.  Convenient, eh?  Then when she goes to reach for her coffee or whatever, he reaches down too, and when their hands meet?  Yup, you betcha, electric fucking lightning bolts zazzle her fingers.  *gasp!*

Emilia, the main character, her dad was a famous rockstar, and after her mom died her dad went off the deep end.  So of course, she swore off not only love, but rockstars.  Or musicians.  So, it’s only natural that Mr. Lightning-Bolt-Finger-Tip-Mesmerizing-Eyes-Guy….is the lead singer of a band!  *Dun, dun, dunnnn.*

From here on out it just kept going.  Nothing much really happens with the story – they “hate” each other, she moves away, then moves back and they still “hate” each other.  Then one dance at a club and they’re madly in love.  He asks her on a date, to which he surprises her on a trip to MEET HIS FAMILY.

Yup.  He went there.  First date.

You would think it couldn’t get more cliche than that, but then you’d be wrong.  Because the family falls in love with the Emilia, shows her his baby book…and then his Momma explains he’s never brought a girl home before.

I had to stop.  Right there.  Because, fuck off.

Was the writing itself bad?  No.
Could it have gotten better after this 30%?  Sure.
Will I ever keep reading to find out?  Nope.


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  • Yeah I can’t stand too many cliches at once.

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