The Devil’s Match- Amo Jones

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Psychopath
/ˈsʌɪkəpaθ/

noun

A person suffering from chronic mental disorder with abnormal or violent social behaviour.

synonyms: madman/madwoman, mad person, deranged person, maniac, lunatic, psychotic, sociopath

– informal

an unstable and aggressive person.

– informal/2
F R O S T

Ella

Since I was a little girl, I have been surrounded by hate, death, murder, and slavery. I’ve been guarded my whole life by my brother—Raze, the kingpin of the underworld and the most feared individual in the United States of America. And then further more guarded when I found out the president of The Devil’s Own MC was my long lost half-brother. Being tossed around from one extreme protection to another has left a part of me yearning to break out of it’s cage. The part that I’ve tried to sugar coat and hide, because if she’s unleashed, everyone would see just how much like my brothers I am.

Panting, wanting, needing to unleash the side of me I’ve always known was there.

My secret is mine and my brothers.

Only they know what I hide and why I hide it. How I fight for love because if I don’t, my rage would win and I’d be a mere shadow of the girl people have grown to know.

But I broke.

And the man who held the hammer that shattered the walls I spent years building to cage in my rage—was a psychopath.

Release Date: 2nd February, 2017.

2-star

What I think?

Note: You’re going to read “I don’t like” so may times you’re probably gonna get sick, but really no other word fits. So #SorryNotSorry.

I feel cheated on because of that brilliant blurb and that delicious cover. I won’t drag this review- I did not like this book. At all. I wasted an entire week of mine after this book, and I think that shows. My concentration is very precious, and this book kept losing it so many times, it wasn’t funny.

So really, it wasn’t a surprise to me when I decided I did not like this book, long before I actually reached the ending.

There are a couple of reasons for that of course:

Amo Jones’s writing was very amateur. This was probably the major factor. A couple of chapters into the book, I realized her writing style and I don’t match. I would say it was me and not you, but it actually was Amo. Her writing is very bland and gets repetitive after a while. And really, while I’m not a grammar nazi, I prefer a good grammar in the books I read.
Phrases like “Frost and I’s love” threw me off track. “Frost and my love” works just fine if not even better. And honestly, if it was used once, I might have even forgotten about it thinking it was a mistake that was overlooked, but the second time it was written in, I realized that nah, Amo and I are not compatible. Plus the haphazard shifting from present to past was executed so fucking choppily, I felt like banging my head. Also they were effing pointless and served no purpose, so I don’t understand why they had to be there at all.

Ella. I don’t like Ella. I don’t wanna explain why I don’t like Ella but I will. She was very abrupt, and honestly, not a very strong character. I felt all the important bits where I could’ve connected with her were glossed over, and yes while it’s not her fault, I don’t have anywhere else to point fingers at. She ran after getting pregnant. Was this written in the story line even though the act was in the present? No, we get that little tidbit 3 years after it happened in just a mere statement. These are situations where the reader gets emotionally tethered to the story, but I guess Amo forgot the memo (unintentional rhyme alert!). We are not given any motivations as to why she ran other than she was scared of Frost, to which I’ll say we were not given any reason WHY she was scared. She was confident in her skill as a fighter so I’m really confused about that. And kind of put off honestly.

Frost. No, I don’t quite like Frost. You would think I would love him, being someone who loves dark characters like him, but I just couldn’t with him. I did not sense any darkness in him, or even any psychopathy. He just seemed like a regular jerk with a penchant for killing to me. And I refuse to believe that someone as possessive as him would just let Ella run like that. So I don’t like him because he’s inconsistent as a lead character.

In the end, the story line. I don’t even wanna fucking talk about it. It was shit and like I said, very abrupt. There were so many things in this story that were just left hanging- little things that had been mentioned once and then never used again. Instead of things coming out of the left field like a surprise meant for fulfilling the reader, it felt like a desperate attempt by the author at shocking the reader. And. I. Wasn’t. Shocked. I’ve read darker shit to be shocked at anything this book threw at me, so I was really really disappointed with this book.

I’m really sorry, I know this review sucks ass, but then again I’m in a shitty mood that I wasted an entire week after this book only for it to turn out to be a bummer, and I know that if I procrastinate writing this review, I just might never, because I just don’t feel like talking about this book.

I don’t recommend this book. There are many books with similar themes and an actually satisfying plotline. Go read those.

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About this author:

Amo Jones is a small country girl totally winging this author thing (she’s probably doing it all wrong). She likes cake, loves wine, and her religion is magic. She’s a profound work-a-holic, but when she’s not writing, you can find her chilling with her kids & partner at the nearest beach, with a cocktail in her hand.

New Zealand is not a state of Australia and rugby is the best sport ever played.

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