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Since we’ve already read Fifty Shades of Grey and started reading the sequel, we’ve got quite a bit of adult erotic fiction going on here at Bad Books, Good Times, so we’re going to mix it up a bit and read some young adult erotic fiction. Also known as young adult fiction. So alongside our Fifty Shades Darker readings on Mondays and Tuesdays, on Thursdays and Fridays we’re going to read 2009 New York Times Bestseller Hush, Hush, the first in a (apparently) popular young adult fiction supernatural romance trilogy. The last book in the trilogy comes out this fall, so, uh, get caught up now with us!

For Nora Grey, romance was not part of the plan. At least, not until Patch came along. With his easy smile and probing eyes, Nora is drawn to him against her better judgment. But after a series of terrifying encounters, Nora’s not sure who to trust—she can’t decide whether she should fall into Patch’s arms or run and hide from him. And when she tries to seek some answers, she finds herself near a truth more unsettling than any feeling Patch evokes. For Nora stands amid an ancient battle between the immortal and those who have fallen—and choosing the wrong side will cost her life.
-Google Books

Ariel Says:

Hey, ya’ll, I’ll be honest with you: I already read the prologue of Hush, Hush, and Matt read that plus chapter one. I already think the writing is trying way too hard! It was really worrying me that we were going to do our first book that wasn’t in the Fifty Shades trilogy, but it seems like this book’s a good fit. And hey, even if you love it, come have some good times with us anyway.

Time to get down to business, though. The back of the book is hilarious. 

When Nora and Patch are forced together as lab partners, Nora would rather fall to her death than put up with his elusive answers to her questions, his teasing, and his infuriatingly handsome face and hypnotizing eyes.

I guess this makes sense. When people give me elusive answers, I often think suicide would be a better option. Especially when the people giving these elusive answers are handsome and have hypnotizing eyes. You just can’t win! It’s like, “Hey, do you have the notes for lab?” And they’re all like, “Maybe.” And you’re all like, dang, this is terrible not only because it’s unhelpful, but because they’re sexy! Throw teasing into the mix, and you’re totally fucked.

How does he know what to say to both attract and repulse her? And what is up with those V-shaped scars on his chiseled back?

Chiseled back? Yup, we’re reading another version of Twilight, but this time with fallen angels. 

Yeah, I got a good feeling about Hush, Hush 

Matthew says:

Ariel and I thought it would be a good idea to make fun of some young adult romance, so I asked my younger sister who pretty much never stops reading just that very genre for a popular, but terrible, recommendation. She gave us Hush, Hush. I told her that it had better be godawful. She said to trust her.

Doing some basic research on the book, from what I can tell it’s another supernatural teen romance in the wake of Twilight. Hell, most of the reviews I saw on Goodreads are people panning it for being another Twilight ripoff. Having never read Twilight, it’s interesting that so far everything I’ve read for this blog is either a Twilight ripoff or actually was just Twilight fanfiction. I wonder how many more until I can just say I’ve read Twilight by association?

But most importantly, we have to branch out from the adult erotica. There are just so many different types of bad books out there, and we’re gonna run out of Fifty Shades of Grey eventually. I definitely had something of a soft spot for cliche young adult fiction when I was younger, and what’s the fun of running a blog like this if I don’t get to revisit what’s new in the guilty pleasure genre and question everything about how I’ve lived my life? This book’s got a female main character, a mysterious jerkface bad boy love interest, and apparently angels or some shit.

I hope you enjoy our reading of Becca Fitzpatrick’s Hush, Hush, because I certainly won’t.

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