Verity by Colleen Hoover Review.

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Trigger warning : child abuse, murder, the loss of a loved one, infidelity, a miscarriage attempt, and just lots of other disturbing stuff that happens in this book so be extremely careful while reading the book

Synopsis

Lowen Ashleigh isn’t sure how she’s going to pay the rent on her apartment and is struggling financially. So when the opportunity comes from Jeremy Crawford to finish his wife’s best-selling series because she can’t write anymore, Lowen knows she needs to take the job. In order to do so, Lowen needs to stay at Crawford’s house to research and go through the author’s notes. When Lowen arrives, though, there is an eerie presence in the house and Lowen uncovers secrets about the family that make her want to run and never return.

First Thoughts

Holy. Cow. The moment I finished this book, I honestly had no idea what to say or even think. I had heard that this book was an insane thriller, but I had no idea just how thrilling it would be. I will say it is definitely more psychologically thrilling, but boy did it mess with my head. I didn’t know what to believe, who to believe, or what the heck was even happening.
Going into this, I would honestly tell you to go in as blind as you can. This review is not that detailed because I had no idea what I was getting myself into, and I think that’s why I loved it so much. So much shocked me and I had no idea what was going to happen next. There is a romance, but it definitely is not the central plotline. This was my first Colleen Hoover book and it did not disappoint.

I thought Verity’s character was so so so fascinating. I loved reading from Lowen’s POV as she discovers all the mysteries behind Jeremy and Verity’s marriage and what happened with their children. There were some scenes in this book that were so creepy I actually got chills and was genuinely kind of freaked out.

“The good thing about sins is they don’t have to be atoned for immediately.”

 I love how wild the energy was in this book, barely controllable yet perfectly controlled. Hoover drapes Lowe’s unease and confusion over the reader by keeping us in the same disconcerting darkness. Danger pulses all around. Every page is a very thin ice to skate on. You can scarcely see the freshly hideous future taking shape ahead of you, yet you can feel it all the same. I have a quirk of prudence in me that’s hard to break and if I were Lowe, I’d have gotten the hell out of that place. I couldn’t fathom how her fear couldn’t properly kindle. I’d have been impressed if I weren’t too distressed and I’d have appreciated her courage if I weren’t too preoccupied repeating a litany of “GET OUT OF THERE” in my head.

This one just blew my mind. I could not put this book down. I read it in a span of two days for me is a personal record.

ENDING

I love the ambiguous ending. I love how Verity wrote the letter explaining that the manuscript she wrote was made up because she was trying to get into the mindset of a villain, and none of that actually happened and she was actually afraid of Jeremy which is why she pretended to be in a coma for so long. BUT I love the fact that we’ll never really know if that’s true or not because she is an amazing writer or we’ll never know for sure if the letter is real or if the manuscript is real – because she is extremely manipulative and tries to bend the truth. I think Colleen Hoover should write more psychological thrillers like this one because this shit was amazing and unlike anything I’ve ever read before.

“Most people come to New York to be discovered. The rest of us come here to hide.”

My rating is of course 5 stars.

 

 

 

 

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