Following the unexpected death of her father, 18-year-old Layken is forced to be the rock for both her mother and younger brother. Outwardly, she appears resilient and tenacious, but inwardly, she’s losing hope.
Enter Will Cooper: The attractive, 21-year-old new neighbor with an intriguing passion for slam poetry and a unique sense of humor. Within days of their introduction, Will and Layken form an intense emotional connection, leaving Layken with a renewed sense of hope.
Not long after an intense, heart-stopping first date, they are slammed to the core when a shocking revelation forces their new relationship to a sudden halt. Daily interactions become impossibly painful as they struggle to find a balance between the feelings that pull them together, and the secret that keeps them apart.
In the last month or so, I’ve realised that I really like Colleen Hoover’s writing. Sometimes, the only thing to read is a good romance…as long as it’s also an angsty romance.
This is, I think, my fourth Hoover book I’ve read, and probably one of my favourites- it’s definitely up there with Ugly Love.
I’m not saying its perfect- far from it, within the first quarter, I wanted to throw something at Lake (the main character) about 20 times, because she was annoying, and actually used the phrase ‘I’m not like other girls’ (God I hate that sentence with every fiber of my being). Even Will, who was lovely, annoyed me at some points.
But what made this book for me was the poetry. It’s called Slammed for a reason- because woven into it is poetry. Will loves poetry, and introduces Lake to Poetry Slams- getting up on stage and performing your words.
What I also loved about this was that it was a romance without a single sex scene- and those scenes are something I expect from Hoover. I liked that- I liked that it focused on the romance and difficulties without much actual making out.
What actually pulls this book down for me is its sequels. I get it, I really do. Second books are never as good, but while I loved this book and read it in one night, the second one fell flat (and the third even flatter, as I have not picked it up in four days. Thankfully, Slammed can be read as a stand-alone)