“These Royals will ruin you”
I am the one ruined beyond repair. I am livid. You can practically see smoke steaming from my ears and pieces of my heart falling to the floor.
I have fallen apart.
“You should know whatever game you're playing, you can't win. Not against all of us. If you leave now, you won't be hurt. If you stay, we'll break you so bad that you'll be crawling away.”
I beg you to forgive me for not writing a proper review, it seems that my thoughts and emotions are really tangled. Frankly, a part of me wonders why I liked Paper Princess. Every single character was broken, every relationship twisted and dysfunctional, and I couldn't help but cringe at some scenes. I couldn't relate with Ella nor understand her actions, I hated the boys at first and at the end all I could do was yell at a certain someone who did a certain something and damaged my faith in him.
But Paper Princess was addictive.
It's definitely one of the books I'd call guilty pleasures, there were so many things wrong with the characters and their decisions and their life styles I can't even begin to describe, but they grew on me despite my will. And I am pretty certain that 17 year olds don't act this way. When I was seventeen, me and my classmates used to pretend we'd film a movie, Indiana Jones style, with me as an archaeologist searching for the secrets of the sanctuary of Deplhi and everyone had a ridiculous part, like my Chinese sidekick or the "random stranger that passed by and said hi". My point is, we were a bit childish. We didn't drug other people or obey the rich kids at school. We were normal. And nothing about the Royals was normal.
“I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself. I did this. Well, Easton and I. I brought this on you. I'm Reed the Destroyer.”
Like I said before, I hated the Royal boys at first. They were dirty and horny and mean. But eventually, when I understood their behavior and how hurt they were, I felt a pang of sympathy. Nothing justifies making another person's life miserable, but not everyone deals with their grief and resentment in socially acceptable ways. While I hated Easton, he suddenly became my precious cinnamon roll. And Reed, well, what can I say about him?
The rich, fucked up asshole. The Destroyer. There wasn't a chance I wouldn't fall for him, God knows how easily attracted I am to characters beautiful and broken. His chemistry with Ella was a being of its own, I could feel the flames licking my body and I sweat under their meaningful looks and scorching scenes. Angst and tension at their finest, ladies and gentlemen!
“Look, I like you. Didn’t think I would but I do, and because I like you, I feel the need to warn you that we Royals are pretty fucked up. We’re good in bed, but out of it? We’re like a stage four hurricane.”
I don't know how I feel about Ella. She was ballsy and I liked it, but she tended to be provocative without reason. I don't judge her for her profession, she did everything she could to survive and that was admirable. I do blame her mother though. Yes I understand that given the circumstances she did the only thing she knew, but when you have a young daughter you don't change boyfriends that often and move across the country every time you fall in love! That's just selfish!
After that ending, I'm starving for the next book like a junkie craving her dose. Paper Princess found its way to my heart and now owns it. Oh, Erin Watt,