Review: November 9 by Colleen Hoover

November 9, Colleen Hoover's latest New Adult romance is about Ben, an aspiring writer, and Fallon, a former teen actor who is trying in earnest to resurrect her career after she was badly injured in an accident. The pair meet one day, on November 9, the day before Fallon moves from LA to New York and end up spending a romantic day together. Over the next five years their lives each take many separate twists and turns, though they continue to always meet on November 9 every year. And then one day, Fallon discovers that Ben has been keeping a terrible secret from her which changes their relationship forever ...

By now, readers should not what to expect--and what not to expect--from a Colleen Hoover novel, and she gives just enough to satisfy readers. There is plenty of heat--though just enough to titillate rather than shock readers, tragic pasts and misunderstandings, and of course, readers get to see both sides of the story through the lives of Fallon and Ben. It's a nice romance, perhaps not so different from her other books, and as always, her characters show an appreciation for the arts and Ben's book makes up an important part of the story. A little irritating was the way that the author inserted a number of lazy contemporary idioms into the narrative, such as the feels and insta-love however, some readers may get a giggle out of this. There is also a bit of commentary on the place of a book boyfriend and the differences between romance books and the kind of romance that might be desirable in real life. Which, I suppose, helps to make the unlikely romance between Fallon and Ben a bit more understandable--I do not think there would be many many who would rescue Fallon the way Ben does at the start of the story and I sincerely doubt whether many women would be as forgiving as Fallon is at the end of the story. 

Recommended to fans of contemporary romance. 

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