The Wife Stalker is… for lack of other words… pointless. I have read some pretty shitty books, I mean, just read my reviews of Bratva Addiction and Owning Victoria. But this book just angered me. My first impression of the book cover, which is lovely BTW, is that a scorned mistress is stalking the wife of her ex-lover. I really thought it was some kind of Fatal Attraction story. After reading the first few pages, I really thought it would be that kind of story. Boy, was I mistaken. This book is so wrong on so many levels. Before I dive into that, let me give you the basic information about this book.
The Wife Stalker is a book I’d recommend if I want to ruin someone’s day. Seriously. Keep reading and I’ll explain why. Below is the blurb of this pointless book.
Breezing into the tony seaside paradise of Westport, Connecticut, gorgeous thirtysomething Piper Reynard sets down roots, opening a rehab and wellness space, and joining a local yacht club. When she meets Leo Drakos, a handsome, successful lawyer, the wedding ring on his finger is the only thing she doesn’t like about him. Yet as Piper well knows, no marriage is permanent.
Meanwhile, Joanna has been waiting patiently for Leo, the charismatic man she fell in love with all those years ago, to re-emerge from the severe depression that has engulfed him. Though she’s thankful when Leo returns to his charming, energetic self, paying attention again to Evie and Stelli, the children they both love beyond measure, Joanna is shocked to discover that it’s not her loving support that’s sparked his renewed happiness—it’s something else.
Piper. Leo has fallen head over heels for the flaky, New Age-y newcomer, and unrepentant and resolute, he’s more than willing to leave Joanna behind, along with everything they’ve built. Of course, he assures her, she can still see the children.
Joanna is devastated—and determined to find something, anything, to use against this woman who has stolen her life and her true love. As she digs deeper into Piper’s past, Joanna begins to unearth disturbing secrets . . . but when she confides to her therapist that she fears for the lives of her ex-husband and children, her concerns are dismissed as paranoia. Can she find the proof she needs in time to save them?
It sounds like some kind of Fatal Attraction story, right?
After I finished this book I wanted to add it to my What The Fuck Did I Just Read list. Seriously. The writers (yes, PLURAL), Liv Constantine, do an outstanding job of creating suspense, getting us readers to sympathize with one of the two protagonists of the book. Great job on that!
It was good until they done fucked it all up. Such a damn shame, too. I didn’t like the way Piper her POV was in the third person and Joanna’s was in the first. The way they portrayed Piper as this vindictive grass-eating-man-stealing-shrew really bothered me at the end of this book.
If you read this book and the way they write Piper her POV, you will believe she is evil incarnate.
Piper is UN-likeable, UN-redeemable, just every UN-word in the entire dictionary. Liv Constantine wrote her husband as an ever bigger douchebag-fuckwad, I just can’t with this book!
For a moment there I got some Betty Broderick vibes, but… WHY, WHY, WHYYYYYY? Both Piper and Fuckwad are too unlikeable to get a ‘happily-ever-after’ for me. So many shady things happen around Piper, and her POV is very vindictive. For a moment there, I really wanted her to get hit by a monster truck.
I. HATE. THIS. BOOK. SO. FUCKING. MUCH!
Read at your own risk, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.