The students at Eagle Elite are unlike any she's ever met . . . and they refuse to make things easy for her. There's Nixon, gorgeous, irresistible, and leader of a group that everyone fears: The Elect. Their rules are simple. 1. Do not touch The Elect. 2. Do not look at The Elect. 3. Do not speak to The Elect. No matter how hard she tries to stay away, The Elect are always around her and it isn't long until she finds out the reason why they keep their friends close and their enemies even closer. She just didn't realize she was the enemy -- until it was too late.
This novel, to put it nicely, was a complete confusing mess, starting out with promise and then derailed so quickly, my head was spinning.
I am not really sure where I will begin.... I will try not to spoil anything but I just have to rant.
Tracey Rooks just won some big lottery and got into this 'elite' school. Dropped off by gramps, she is greeted very poorly by the 'popular kids'. In fact, she is treated like complete sh*t, and brought to tears by the horrible reception.
Fast forward 1.5 weeks, and the same guy that did this to her not only is looking at her with adoring eyes and would take a bullet for her, but she is utterly and completely head over heels.
Gawd, it was too damn much. I love romance like most gals, and I will even put up my hand and actually ADMIT that I enjoyed the Twilight series, but this was at nauseum! I needed a bucket for the pukefest that ensued reading this ridiculous lovey dovey dialogue... and not quite understanding how we went from this girl being shredded apart, to her being wooed this way. I know that I, for one, would have lifted my middle finger to this guy over and over and over again. Stockholm syndrome anyone??
The whole entire mystery surrounding her identity was just ridiculous. And frankly there was so much lead up that I thought she was the princess of Monaco or something.. uhmmm I guess in some circles maybe she would be close to the equivalent... but it was just kind of silly, honestly... And then to find out that both Tracey and Nixon were THE BEST of friends as children, just blew my mind. I have friends that I left behind in my home country when I came to Canada as a child, and I can assure you I still remember their names and what they looked like. To be that close to someone and completely not remember them (especially a guy named Nixon, how many of those are around??) a few years later is crazy to me. It was almost like this girl had blocked a part of her life completely out, but with no confirmation of amnesia or why she wouldn't remember not only this guy, but the house she grew up in, and even her last name?
The ending of this novel did not make it more satisfying. In fact it just pissed me off more. It was just utterly convenient that a family war would have started off in that fashion. Furthermore, to give this girl the option of making a decision as to whether someone lives or dies felt so farfetched, even in that lifestyle. She had just 'found out' whose granddaughter she was and she's being called on to make those kinds of decisions already?
And just to digress a little. What was so 'elite' about this school? I seriously have no freaking clue.
I was happy to end this book. I wanted to end it sooner but kept hoping that it would turn around somehow, somewhere... Nope!
That being said, there are many positive reviews out on this book and its series. I clearly do not share those opinions.
I seldom give out 1 stars, but this one was totally and completely not for me. However, there is enough positive feedback that I am clearly in the minority, so if you feel that it's for you, and you are curious about it, give it a go. Just don't say that I didn't warn you!