
Rhythm & Blu by S.L. Jennings
ASIN: B07HQ8WY7Y
ISBN: 1724082388
on September 26, 2018
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
Pages: 242
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I fell in love with a boy whose laughter was the soundtrack of my heart. And I played it on repeat until life’s streetlights flickered on and stole him away.
Riot Blu. Top 40 f*ckboi. Paparazzi player. Trashy reality TV trainwreck.
But once upon a time, he was the boy next door.
Once upon a time, he was every note in every song on every mixtape he had ever made for me.
Now he’s back. A lot more arrogant. A little more tortured. And more gorgeous than any memory I held dear could do justice.
I know no good can come from being anywhere near him. But Seattle is only so big, and if I’m going to get the exclusive of my career, I have to swallow my pride, take that dreaded walk down memory lane and agree to his terms.
Move in with him. Immerse myself in his life—the life he left me to build. And try not to fall back in love with the man who ripped my world in two.
“You relive those butterflies, those sweaty palms and the exhilaration of falling in love. Music is memories.”
Review:
I absolutely love SL Jennings work, my favorite being the Se7en Sinners series. I devoured those books, and I fell hard for Lucifer – so so hard. Man, I still need more of him in my life. If I could live falling for him and reading those books for the first time again and again – I would. It pains me to say that this book was just ok for me. There were some really good parts and then there were not so good parts.
I don’t like how much of a doormat she was, how she just excepted the shitty things he did. I really didn’t like how she moved in with him the DAY she reconnected with him, especially since he had a GIRLFRIEND LIVING THERE. Oh yeah, and they messed around with her there too.
I did like the side characters a lot, Poppy, Haze, Kaz, etc. I enjoyed the music aspect of this story; I just love rockstar romances in general though. The story flow and the writing was good. I will defiantly read more from her; this was just an “It’s not you, it’s me” thing.