Here, we have Olive, the adorkable, cringey heroine who Doesn’t Know She Is Beautiful But Does Know She Is Physically Sexy (because that’s definitely different from a woman being valued only for sexual purposes). Because for reasons unknown I love The Hating Game.) To be fair, most Christina Lauren books are just a worse The Hating Game. Here is a statement about this book I believe to be true: But let's pretend for the sake of me not having to update this review that I do._ (Update: I no longer love The Hating Game. lucky.Īlternate cover edition of ISBN 9781501128035.ġ) While I have never actually liked a Christina Lauren book, I really want to, and I keep trying to.Ģ) I love The Hating Game. But the weird thing is that she doesn’t mind playing pretend.
She and Ethan now have to pretend to be loving newlyweds, and her luck seems worse than ever. But when Olive runs into her future boss, the little white lie she tells him is suddenly at risk to become a whole lot bigger.
Putting their mutual hatred aside for the sake of a free vacation, Olive and Ethan head for paradise, determined to avoid each other at all costs. And now there’s an all-expenses-paid honeymoon in Hawaii up for grabs. But when the entire wedding party gets food poisoning from eating bad shellfish, the only people who aren’t affected are Olive and Ethan. Olive braces herself to get through 24 hours of wedding hell before she can return to her comfortable, unlucky life. Worst of all, she’s forcing Olive to spend the day with her sworn enemy, Ethan, who just happens to be the best man.
Her meet-cute with her fiancé is something out of a romantic comedy (gag) and she’s managed to finance her entire wedding by winning a series of Internet contests (double gag). Her identical twin sister Ami, on the other hand, is probably the luckiest person in the world. Olive is always unlucky: in her career, in love, in…well, everything.
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