Hopeless – Colleen Hoover


Author: Colleen Hoover

Rating: 1/5

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Sometimes discovering the truth can leave you more hopeless than believing the lies…

That’s what seventeen-year-old Sky realizes after she meets Dean Holder. A guy with a reputation that rivals her own and an uncanny ability to invoke feelings in her she’s never had before. He terrifies her and captivates her all in the span of just one encounter, and something about the way he makes her feel sparks buried memories from a past that she wishes could just stay buried.

Sky struggles to keep him at a distance knowing he’s nothing but trouble, but Holder insists on learning everything about her. After finally caving to his unwavering pursuit, Sky soon finds that Holder isn’t at all who he’s been claiming to be. When the secrets he’s been keeping are finally revealed, every single facet of Sky’s life will change forever.


I’ve been seeing this book on EVERYONE and their mama’s TBR list. After reading a bunch of raving reviews (really should’ve been my first indictator – if everyone loves it, I’ll probably hate it), and noticing the high rating on GoodReads, and the 40k + five star reviews, I decided to buy this to read myself. Not only did I hate this book and all of its typical terrible stereotypes and overwhelming cheese factor, but I was really troubled by it.

If you pay close attention, there is a trend in books the past few years that is quite disturbing. Let’s play it out, shall we.

Hot guy

He glares at you the moment you first see one another. ✓ But its okay because he looks like this.

No one with killer abs could be a killer, could they? Naaaah.

Now imagine that this hot angry stranger chases you down and demands to know who the hell you are. You’re creeped out, right? As you should be. You refuse and try to get into your vehicle. But he won’t let you shut the door and demands you tell him who you are again. Do you scream or knee him in the ‘nads? Naaaah, you tell him your name and show him your drivers licence to prove that you are who you say you are. Because that’s what all smart girls do, show a creep their drivers licence, that nice little card with their name and address and all those nice little tidbits you should NEVER give creeps. But it’s okay. He’s hot, he can’t possibly be an axe murderer or anything. Nevermind that Ted Bundy and Paul John Knowles used their good-looks to get close to girls so they could nab ’em and kill ’em. Noooooothing to worry about.

So you go home a little peeved because hot guy is a serial killer jerk. And later that day, who do you HAPPEN to run into? Of course, you’re taking a breather from your run standing in front of hot jerks house  not the family that he slaughtered inside.  He comes out and says hello, and offers you some water from his water bottle he just happened to have and DEMANDS that you drink some. He’s hot, so its highly unlikely he slipped you some date rape drug and you’ll wake up later strapped to a table in saran wrap like any Dexter episode.

The two of you chat and you mention that you still have to run the mile or so back home, and he corrects you and tells you exactly how many miles you have to run home, and when you maybe look at him funny (or a bit terrified), he begins to recite your address off the top of his head. But that’s okay. He can’t possibly be a creepy serial killer whose going to dice you in your sleep. He’s hot, remember!

You’re a bit weirded out, because that is your GUT FEELING telling you to start running and screaming bloody murder. But naaaah, you let him take your water bottle to get a refill, no big deal. He’s too hot to slip you enough drugs to kill a 250lb cheetah. So you’re about to go on your merry little way when he announces that he’ll run with you. Noooo big deal, just a couple miles of woods off the side of the road, perfect for scattering you into a million pieces for the wildlife to eat.

Realistically, Sky should’ve been dead about 30 pages ago. This ridiculousness continues and on day two of them meeting, he scares the shit out of her and “takes a challenging step” towards Sky, and later tells her he once beat someone “within an inch of his life” and would definitely do it again given the chance. Later on, he comes to her house and at one point, she tells him to leave, to which he refuses and lays down on her bed, grabs her, and pins her beneath him. Romantic, right?

In following couple of days, Sky is wearing a bracelet, so naturally Holder grabs her hand and demands she tell him who gave her the bracelet. If you’re STILL not convinced he’s a creeper, he puts out the Edward Cullen stops when he randomly climbs through her bedroom window one night and crawls into bed with Sky.

Holder continues this hot/cold charade for a majority of the book (well, up to the part I slammed it down on the floor next to me and decided to give up). I’m glad I stopped when I did, because there’s this really uncomfortable sexual abuse that comes to into play, and Sky references her rapist father then a couple sentences later, excepts Holder to rip off her clothes.

Done. So done. There’s so many things wrong with this novel, ranging from the MC slut-shaming girls who’ve had sex, the obsessive psycho hot guy, child sexual abuse and how it’s depicted (Sky gets Holder to have sex with her to erase the memory of her abuse, and he goes along with it). 

I’m just. I can’t.  It starts out as a typical YA book and quickly turns into a NA nightmare.

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