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From Ashes Rises A Ridiculous Love Story

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------------------------- CLICKSummary: When Cassidy Jameson's best friend Tyler took her to Texas with him when he left for college, she was expecting his cousin, their new roommate, to be a Stetson-wearing cowboy since his family owned a ranch; not this incredibly gorgeous guy with a husky Southern drawl that seemed to make the world stop whenever she looked at him. Because of her past, she's only ever trusted two men in her life, Tyler and her dad whom passed away when she was six. But there's something about Gage that draws her to him in a way she can't explain, only problem? He's always telling Tyler that he doesn't want Cassidy living there and sees her as nothing more than his little sister.

Gage Carson was excited his cousin Tyler was coming to live with, and go to college with him. When he'd called to ask if he could bring his friend Cassi with him, Gage didn't care. Gage had heard about this mysterious friend since they were kids and felt like he already knew her. Nothing would prepare him for watching her jump out of Ty's Jeep though. Not only was Cassi the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, but there was something about her that within seconds of meeting her, made Gage want to protect her, and make her his. Too bad Tyler made it a point to remind Gage on a daily basis that he was dating her and she was completely off limits.

For a year and a half, Gage and Cassidy dance around their feelings for each other as Tyler continues to keep them apart; until one day Tyler unknowingly pushes her right into Gage's arms. With Tyler unable to keep lying to them, they finally start a relationship both have been craving since their first meeting. But when an accident and disaster sends her back to Tyler and California, will Cassidy be able to come face to face with the demons from her past to live a life she and Gage deserve; or will the fact that she once again ran to Tyler be the final push that ends Cassidy and Gage for good?
Well. This book amuses me. It neither makes me angry or rambunctious. Least of all violent. I’m just completely bemused by the level of ridiculous in From Ashes by Molly McAdams. You would think I’d be irritated by all the whopping no-nos up in this read (see: instalove, bland characters, irrelevant developments, etc.) but I just found myself snickering in the same way I do it when my graceless cats aim for the windowsill and miss, ending up as tragic piles of unhappy fur. The one thing this book WAS successful at is keeping my attention gorilla glued the entire time.

Ok, So What Had Happened Was: *snaps fingers* What’s her name—Cassidy, yeah, Cassidy is her name, has been abused since she was six or seven, and her homeboy Tyler—who’s known about this for forever—has FINALLY, after 10+ years, said: ‘To hades with your evil legal guardians, we’re hitting the road and going off to Texas. You will live with me. And my cousin. And like it.’ So, Cassidy, being the emotionless, effed up chick that she is, agrees to pack her bags. When she gets there, and once again submits to Tyler’s wishes in attending parties and making friends, she walks into the biggest case of instalove I’ve ever witnessed in my young life. This is bad because the boy with the frozen face and escalating hard-on at the sight of her happens to be the cousin of the only boy who ever had her stitches sewed up instead of gotten her help. What a dilemma. Will Cassidy survive the testosterone battle for her loins heart? Will she—after all the miscommunications, advances on her person, and multitude of angst—actually develop a personality? Hang on to your hats, ya’ll, because you’re about to find out.

I really should listen to April when she mouths off on a book. ‘Tis so rare for her to loathe a book so, and yet I didn’t let that stop me from reading this bound pages of WTFery. From Ashes by Molly McAdams chronicles Cassidy Jameson’s life once she ditches the abusive drunkards back home and takes off in a new direction. This girl is ALL KINDS of MESSED UP. In the very beginning, she shows absolutely no signs of a genuine personality. She’s like… like… a blank wall—you just want to cover it up with happy times and artwork and poorly tacked on celebrity shots to make it mildly interesting and somewhat pleasing to the eye. She clings to the ‘protection’ of her best friend, Tyler, and can’t leave his side for more than a second. Because she was beaten in disgustingly scary ways, he’s been the only constant and he’s also the only one who knew what was going on and NEVER SAID ANYTHING. I might’ve overlooked that if afterward he hadn’t gone gorilla-boy on her with all this claiming business and then continued to act like the most childish character in the book. Like, really? Furthermore, WHY are they best friends? WHAT does he KNOW ABOUT HER besides where her bruises are? Their relationship had nothing solid to ground it in believability.

Then we have Tyler’s cousin Gage, who falls prey to one of the oldest television tricks in the book: miscommunication started by the angry middle man who is not happy with his best friend’s lack of romantic interest in him. First of all, WHATEVER HAPPENED to the good TRUE platonic friends who actually have a wonderful relationship? This Gage hunk makes nothing better, except Cassidy’s sex life. They’re both FREAKISHLY attracted to each other and I was frankly a bit creeptastically turned off to say the least. Her skittishness around men is completely vanquished by the few seconds she spends in this guy’s presence. The sudden tingle in her girl parts does NOT go unnoticed, and so Tyler spends months manipulating both characters into believing neither one is in lust with the other. Instead of finding out for themselves, there are months-long lulls in their progress that are explained away by all the tragic miscommunication.

Tyler loses several more inches down the totem pole when he puts disgusting pressures on our main character, throwing out ultimatums and pressing for her sexy times. Ugh. Add in the fact that Cassidy loses her darn mind somewhere around page two and starts acting like this sex-crazed, irrational, excessively co-dependent, wishy-washy wench... Her WHOLE LIFE becomes consumed by Gage, and she never sits down to think about what she might ACTUALLY WANT out of life. Now, I try my dang darndest not to judge people for their choices because they don’t go about life—any part of it—the way I do. BUT. As a character, with no dreams or desires beyond the ones making her hot for Gage, what is there to LIKE about her? Who is she and how can I get to know that person if SHE doesn’t even know who that is?

Needless to say, between all the orgasming and uncertainty going on in this book, I never saw her realize any potential to become an interesting, likable person. More, From Ashes by Molly McAdams delivers messages I definitely don’t agree with and wouldn’t want anyone important to me picking up on: Everyone’s answer to anything bad that happens is violence, miscommunication, or running away instead of dealing with the problem. Cassidy is NEVER without a guy up in the mix, even when she’s supposed to be finding herself. Cassidy NEVER makes up her own mind and listens to what other people tell her without trying to find the answers for herself. In fact, she’s constantly letting others change her mind with no actual thought behind any of it. And life isn’t meaningless up until there’s marriage, children, and a bunch of household duties to perform. Those things aren’t the be-all cure-all.

I didn’t so much as poke fun at this book as let myself get absorbed by what I found ridiculous about it. I didn’t hate the story or the characters in it—to do that there would have to be SOMETHING for me to have feelings toward. It was entertaining enough to keep me from realizing that I’d spent two, three hours of my life reading it, but definitely not something I’d recommend for peeps interested in a strong, beautiful love story.

I requested this title from an imprint of Harper Collins via Edelweiss.


Heidi said...

Bwahaha...this book sounds...AMAZING. I mean, in an amazingly horrible you read it just because it's completely ridiculous stuff you can't for the life of you understand why anyone would actually enjoy, but amazing nonetheless. I mean THAT COVER alone...Wow. The amount of mental and physical abuse in this is effed, as is just about every message of running away, manipulation, and violence. It might make me mad if I read it, but reading your review just makes me laugh. Thanks, Asher!

Princess Ash said...

HEIDI. I about died reading this book. OF LAUGHTER. When I tried explaining how I spent the three hours before dinner time that day, she listened intently and then she and my sister started cracking jokes about it all throughout our meal. My family rocks. But what I'm trying to say is, it'll make entertaining and hilarious dinner conversation fodder xD

Princess Ash said...

Jesus fuckkkk I can't with these books.