Series: The Heartbreakers Chronicles #1
Published on August 4, 2015 by Sourcebooks
"When I met Oliver Perry, I had no clue he was the lead singer for The Heartbreakers. Unbeknownst to him, I was the only girl in the world who hated his music."I started The Heartbreakers expecting a cute romance, full of cheese (yes, I wanted the cheese) and even tropes I wouldn't mind, I wanted a brain candy read - a book to just read on the weekend, that didn't made me think about anything and just enjoy myself. At first I thought this would fill the spot but them things started going down hill and they never came back up.
Stella will do anything for her sister—even stand in line for an autographed Heartbreakers CD... for three hours. At least she met a cute boy at the Starbucks beforehand. A blue-eyed boy who looks an awful lot like...
Oliver Perry. Of course Starbucks guy is the lead singer for her least favorite band. Thanks, universe. But there may be more to Oliver than his world-famous charm, because even after she insults his music—to his face—he still gives her his number. Seriously, what is her life?
But how can Stella even think about being with Oliver—dating and laughing and pulling pranks with the band—when her sister could be dying of cancer?
First on the good stuff, I did enjoyed the bones of this story and the banter of the characters. This book has a unreal plot, that's true and we get in expecting it but still the things that led to Stella and Oliver to met are... If not real, at least believable on a romantic comedy kind of sense. And also at the start I was whiling to play along with the story because Stella does have other interests besides the new cute and famous boy and because the banter between Stella and all The Heartbreakers and The Heartbreakers with The Heartbreakers were great, I laughed out loud so many times that I can't count.
But them small things started to bug me and start to build up, and them something happened and this book was basically over to me. One thing that bothered is that this story is like a feverish fangirl dream and I'm not talking about the celebrity falls in love with a regular girl - this is definitely the least of my peeves. At start I was rolling with the unbelievable circumstances but it came to a point where I couldn't just overlook it - each problem that Stella had were easily resolved, the story goes kind of like this Problem 1 happens, them someone magically appears with Solution 1 and them we get Problem 2 and them so on ALL. THE. BOOK. IS. LIKE. THAT. This made the pace weird and resulted on my second problem.
For the sake of focusing on let's say Problem 2 we would ignore Problem 1 or at least the aftermath feelings with Problem 1 for a good chunk of the book, this really bothered because there would be parts of the book that Stella was like really focused on her family but them she would get closer to Oliver and them we would pass times and times with very little focus on the family and them after we would get back to it being the focus - it just no, it felt weird and made the narrative irregular.
Now, let's talk about my third and probably biggest problem with it - the romance. I was super into getting along with it at first, it instalove but okay. Them started being the kind of hot and cold, full of drama romance, I wasn't shipping it like WHOA but I was okay, they had some cute moments to make me keed reading. But them the cold stuff went to far and *something* happened and I started unshipping like there was no tomorrow and yeah, this book is heavily focused on the romance so this basically ruined any chance of salvation this book could have with me.
Sigh. I'm still on the hunt for the a romance between a celebrity and a regular girl (or boy) that makes me feel head over heels, unfortunately this wasn't the one. Recommended, maybe, to readers who really, really like this trope and don't mind angst on their plots.