Yugadi Nawale

I'm a wreck. What....did I just read? Where do i even start with this book. My thoughts are all over the place. It's hard to wrap my head around all the creepiness I subjected myself to. I'm all but left with a myriad of questions, which I'll never find the answers to. This might not be a reliable review. Or it might. I have read most of Hoover's books and loved them. I knew "Verity" was going to be different, but I wasn't prepared for this. Colleen Hoover has always been known for incorporating heart fluttering romances in gut wrenching situations. But this book.... I finished it in 5 hours straight. If that doesn't tell you how riveting this book was, I don't know what will. The only times I stopped was to ponder, to make sense of what I was reading. I am still reeling from the shock of it all. It wasn't as disturbing as I expected it to be, but somehow it stupefied me. "Verity" lures you in a murky tunnel, with promise of finding that solacing light at the end but instead drowns you in the eerieness of the climax. Lowen Ashleigh is roped in to co-write the remaining books in a best selling series by Verity Crawford. Verity is rendered brain dead after an unfortunate accident. Lowen moves into Verity's house with her husband and 5year old son. She expects to find notes and ideas for her next books when she enters into Verity's office. But what she actually finds is an autobiography. And it's ugly. It's bone chilling at times. What happens when a famous writer turns out to be a psychopath? What happens when you are forced to share a roof with her? What happens when you start falling for the said psychopath 's husband? Maybe "Verity" will give you the answers. Maybe not.