WILD RECKLESS
By:
Ginger Scott
Year:
2015
Genre:
Mature Young Adult. Romance
My rate: 4 stars
“Kensington
Worth had a vision for her senior year. It involved her best friends,
her posh
private school in downtown Chicago and time alone with her piano until her
audition was perfected, a guaranteed ticket into the best music programs in the
world.
Instead,
a nightmare took over.
It didn’t
happen all at once, but her life unraveled quickly—a tiny thread that evil
somehow kept pulling until everything precious was taken from her. She was
suddenly living miles away from her old life, trapped in an existence she
didn’t choose—one determined to destroy her from the inside, leaving only hate
and anger behind. It didn’t help that her neighbor, the one whose eyes held
danger, was enjoying every second of her fall.
Owen
Harper was trouble, his heart wild and his past the kind that’s spoken about in
whispers. And somehow, his path was always intertwined with Kensington’s, every
interaction crushing her, ruining her hope for any future better than her.
Sometimes, though, what everyone warns is trouble, is exactly what the heart
needs. Owen Harper was consumed with darkness, and it held onto his soul for
years. When Kensington looked at him, she saw a boy who’d gotten good at taking
others down when they thr
eatened his carefully balanced life. But the more she
looked, the more she saw other things too—good things…things to admire.”
This is
my first book by the author, and it left me a good impression. I enjoyed her
narrative style, the well-defined characters, assertive dialogues, and of
course the very complex plot. In this story, Scott incorporates subtle, and
effective, sensitive issues such as: addiction, suicide, mental illness,
marital infidelity and divorce, doing a excellent job handling those issues,
which certainly could break the strength of any teenager.
And of
course we have the main element as the romance between two teenagers Kensington
and Owen, who at a young age have to deal with too many problems, and because
of that they learned to support each other and find a balance in their lives. I
need to say by the way that the love story impregnate in those pages is sublime.
Now on the other hand I have some concern
like: The pace of the story, the first part is strong, deep, full of passion en
every page, suddenly it turn slow decreasing in emotion, in fact despite the
well done end, I would love more passion and emotion with the same intensity
that hooked us at the very beginning
Kensington the female main character was
portrayed as a determined person but then she got lost in the story, changing
completely to become en somebody fragile.
Also, I don´t want to spoiler but there
are characters that we learned to like them and then they just disappear and I
strong believe some conversations had to be happen and it didn´t.
In addition it is the mature sex scene.
Which don´t take me wrong, was excellent written, however I think it was a scene
disconnected from the rest or the narrative style which was more sweet and
light. For me it felt like it was part of the other book inside of this book.
It was difficult to decide my rating, between
3.5 and 4 starts. But I am giving 4 stars, mostly because all the beauty of the
narrative and the sensitivity Ginger
Scott showed with her written. Also because the way Owen was described. He is a
complex character who grew up stronger and more human with every page.
I would love to read this story from
Owen P.O.V, sure it´d be interesting.
Best
Phrases:
“Just
then, I realize, he´s not really wild at all. He´s heartbroken. And maybe I
don´t hate him as much as I thought I did.”
“I love you…but I will suffocate you.
Drown you. Loving me… It will kill you”
“I shouldn´t let you… But I don´t care
Kensy. Because I think I need you to survive. I think I need you to love me,
because that´s literally all I´ve got”
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“Are
you ok my prince?”
“I don’t know
but you are late”.
The light was
dim, the barely could see each other, a floor was the distance between them. 
The airport was
crowded that morning, men running with suitcases, mothers with crying children,
people who were trying to find the right directions. She was there in the
middle of the chaos, standing at the other side of the door, holding briefly
her hand against the crystal, contemplating the love she was going to leave
behind. 
La vida no es perfecta. Definitivamente no lo es. Pero
para el ser humano existen momentos precisos, invaluables, los cuales por esa
fracción de segundo sencillamente no
existe nada más. En ese justo instante, la felicidad es plena… A continuación
comparto algunos de los míos, y segura estoy, que quizás para algunos de
ustedes también lo son.
Taking
the small music box with her, Brooke sat on the floor with her legs crossed. With a hand she cleaned the thin layer of dust
from the top of the box. It had been awhile since the last time she opened it.
She hadn´t wanted to remember.
On
that night, Brooke was seven years old and she already was lying on her bed.
She loved her bed. It was like sleeping on a bunch of cotton candy in the
middle of a purple room. It wasn´t like grape or lilac purple. Brooke used to
think that her room was painted with her own shade of purple taken from the
rainbow. The curtains were closed but she wasn´t afraid of the dark. Princess
Brooke had so many stuffed friends protecting her, in every corner of her
castle. 
