Book Review: Scorched by Jennifer L. Armentrout

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Scorched
Frigid #2
Author: Jennifer L. Armentrout
Reading Level: New Adult
Genre: Romance
Released: June 16th 2015
Review Source: Purchased

Sometimes life leaves a mark…

Most days, Andrea doesn’t know whether she wants to kiss Tanner or punch him in the gut. He is seriously hot, with legit bedroom eyes and that firefighter body of his, but he’s a major player, and they can’t get along for more than a handful of minutes. Until now.

Tanner knows he and Andrea have had an epic love/hate relationship for as long as he can remember, but he wants more love than hate from her. He wants her. Now. Tomorrow. But the more he gets to know her, the more it becomes obvious that Andrea has a problem. She’s teetering on the edge and every time he tries to catch her, she slips through his fingers.

Andrea’s life is spiraling out of control, and it doesn’t matter that Tanner wants to save her, because when everything falls apart and she’s speeding toward rock bottom, only she can save herself.

Sometimes life makes you work for that happily ever after…

Cover:
One word. Gorgeous. I love the fiery red hair, draws my attention right in.

Action:
Well this was a contemporary romance, so physical action was nonexistent, but the action Andrea took on her life after everything started to unravel was very empowering, took strength not many people can find in time.

Romance:
From the  very beginning you knew these two had a deep attraction to one another but both refused to see it. Instead they just bickered like old lovers at war.

Something I loved:
I know there’s a bajillion books I haven’t read out there, so saying this I could be completely wrong, but there hasn’t been many New Adult books out there that deal with a heavy subject of mental illness. The story might not have been “refreshing,” but it was good to see everyone’s story being told. You can find someone to relate to, or to someone that helps you see your own darkness.

Favorite Quote:
“We were a disaster in the making, and as I slid down his body, I couldn’t stop myself. Neither of us could stop.”