What if that love faded away? What if my growth as a bookworm changed everything and I didn’t feel anything for her books anymore? Well, how wrong I was. The last time I had read anything by Jen it had been over a year ago, January 2017.
Having loved and adored both the Eva series and Queens of Geek, I was bit scared. And to this day, no series has come close to dethroning it (you can buy it for less than $5 on Kindle, by the way, and I still daydream of the day it gets picked up by a big publisher). I’m not exaggerating when I say I fell in love with her Eva series as much as I fell for her writing and her own personality. To put it simply, when I discovered Jen Wilde back in August 2016 via Wattpad, my life changed. When Emmy connects with Alfie, the lead singer of the band, on a level that is more than friendship, she fears that it will tear the band apart… But what if this is the relationship Emmy needs in her life? She’ll have to learn to stand on her own and become the best version of herself along the way. After one night of too much partying, some booze and a drunken tirade from her girlfriend, she is forced to look at her life and deal with some of the drama and problems that keep coming up. They blow me a kiss, and I pretend to catch it.Jen Wilde has outdone herself, following the impeccable success of QUEENS OF GEEK, delivering a story just as fun, diverse, and important in her sophomore novel, THE BRIGHTSIDERS.Įmmy King should be on top of the world one of the members of the world famous band, The Brightsiders, Emmy has the world at her fingertips. I wave to them and mout h th at I’ m leavi ng. My best riend, Chloe, is dancing their butt of in the middle o the club.
“Where are you of to?” he says in my ear. Still grinning, I reach a hand out to Ale as we pass. I get to rock out all around the world with my two ave people and get paid or it. Ale Jones and R yan Cho are my two bestest buds in the whole universe. My heart doth long or the day we may meet again!” W e wal k t hrough the d in ing area a nd I spot Al e and Ryan in a booth in t he corner. “ Fare thee w ell, my sweet, or I musteth ndet h cheeseburgers, lest I waste away rom hun - ger. I bow to the girl, spill ing some o my drink. It’s ki nd o cute s eeing her reck led nose s cru nch up like t hat when sh e’ s jealous. W e’ve been dati ng or almost six months, but she still gets a tad protective when ans pay me a lot o attention. “I’m starving.” She takes my hand and pul ls me away. “She means yes.” I start taking photos with her phone, sticking my tongue out and blowing kisses and crossing my ey es and givi ng the n ger, but Jessi e sn atche s t he p hone away a nd g ives it ba ck t o t he g ir l. “Aye, t’would be my most high plea sure.” “Um, ” the gi rl says. “Can I have a sele with you?” I stumble toward her and take her phone. You’ve ocially reached peak drunkenness.” The g irl at the bar holds her phone out.
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