Twisted Love by Ana Huang
This month I read Twisted Love by Ana Huang
A twenty-two-year-old college student named Ava Chen is a photographer. Despite her awful past she still sees the good in the world. Alex Volkov is a college student and four years older than Ava also with a rough past. Alex Volkov is a multimillionaire with a genius level IQ and Ava’s brother best friend Josh. Josh Chen graduated college and is going to med school. He asked his best friend Alex Volkov to watch his sister while he was gone. Alex didn’t like the idea but still agreed to look after her. After a couple weeks Alex and Ava soon realize they both have feelings for each other. At first it seems like the best thing in the world but soon later it ruins both of their lives.
I really enjoyed this book because it was a well written romance novel. It had two main characters with different really personalities and it said both of their prospectives. Both Ava and Alex have different personalities, but they have a lot of things in common. They both had very traumatizing childhoods but still find ways to overcome their trauma. The whole book is really good, but my favorite is the middle and the end because there is a really big plot twist that I totally didn’t expect.
My favorite character is Alex Volkov. Alex is always moody and hates everything and everyone so it’s really funny reading about him always complaining. A quote to prove this is on page 16. “Don’t tell me you’re getting sentimental on me. If you brought us friendship bracelets, I’m out.” It’s not the best quote to describe Alex because he has said a lot of worse things but it’s really fun to see him act up and always have an attitude.
My favorite quote from this book is on page 251. “That’s my girl. Hate me. Don’t cry over me. Never cry over me. I’m not worth it.” While a lot of people hated Alex for what he did later on he had a different perspective. He never wanted Ava to cry over him, all he wanted was for her to hate him. That way he wouldn’t be able to mentally hurt her again.
