Review ~~ The Hunter by L.J. Shen
(Boston Belles #1)
Stephanie’s 4 Blush Review
He was fearless, and a rebel, and a sinner, and a saint.
LJ Shen has turned her book world upside down! The Hunter is a crossover of sorts. Hunter Fitzpatrick is featured in the All Saints High series and Sailor Brennan is the daughter of Sparrow and Troy Brennan from Shen’s “Sparrow.”
Hunter and Sailor are thrown together for many reasons. Some are known and others are revealed later. Their story is layered with dreams, aspirations, promises, and heartbreak. I love Sailor’s character. Her heart is pure and genuine. Her relationship with her family is beautiful. And yet she still has fears and anxieties.
Hunter did not whisk me away as I thought he would. I loved watching him grow and learning about his doubts and insecurities. His intelligence is skimmed over. I wished that he would have opened his heart sooner in the story.
He was a lonely prince—untouchable, yet in need of a hug. Brilliant, yet deeply misunderstood. Sitting on a throne of broken expectations and disappointment.
Overall I enjoyed The Hunter and look forward to the next in the Boston Belles series. LJ Shen has left us with some delicious crumbs to tease us! Who will it be????
She was the princess in the ivory tower, and he was the punk who was going to steal and corrupt her on his lunch break from setting the world on fire.
I didn’t mean to star in a sex tape, okay?
It was just one of those unexplainable things. Like Stonehenge, Police Academy 2, and morning glory clouds.
It just happened.
Now my ball-busting father is sentencing me to six months of celibacy, sobriety, and morbid boredom under the roof of Boston’s nerdiest girl alive, Sailor Brennan.
The virginal archer is supposed to babysit my ass while I learn to take my place in Royal Pipelines, my family’s oil company.
Little does she know, that’s not the only pipe I’ll be laying…
I didn’t want this gig, okay?
But the deal was too sweet to walk away from.
I needed the public endorsement; Hunter needed a nanny.
Besides, what’s six months in the grand scheme of things?
It’s not like I’m in danger of falling in love with the appallingly gorgeous, charismatic gazillionaire who happens to be one of Boston’s most eligible bachelors.
No. I will remain immune to Hunter Fitzpatrick’s charm.
Even at the cost of losing everything I have.
Even at the cost of burning down his kingdom.