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If you love books that leave you with warm fuzzy feelings and happiness or even contentedness in any way this book is not for you. In fact this book is not for you unless you can deal with and enjoy your mind being torn in a hundred different places and having no idea what to think or feel. The only feelings this book leave to list our ones that will leave you feeling disturbed and haunted for a long time. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

*minor spoilers ahead*

I don’t know what to say other than this book is a complete and utter mindfuck.

I don’t think that there is anything else that can be said.

This book fucks with your mind in ways I didn’t know were possible from the very beginning to the very end.

The whole book has you on the edge of your seat and if we’re being honest non of it makes you feel good.

There were parts of this where I felt really uncomfortable, then antsy, suprised, and maybe even a little hopeful. But other times I was downright disgusted in fact there was a point where I almost felt like I was going to vomit.

This book is really disturbing because it explores topics that are hard in a totally unique way that is mind blowing and hard to read.

There is so much about this book that I don’t know what to think or feel.

At a certain point I was in love with Jeremy and rooting for him and Lowen with all my heart. At that same point in time I hated Verity more than I every thought was possible. I couldn’t understand how or why someone let alone a mother would ever think those things about children not to mention the things she did to her own children. I was in tears reading about some of it and on the verge of throwing up or breaking something during others.

But then just when you think the book was already fucked up enough that it couldn’t possibly trip you out even more it did.

That ending? Shit I had no idea what to think. If I’m being honest is still don’t. That letter screwed me over.

I have no idea whether the manuscript was true or not or whether verity wrote that letter just to fuck with lowen knowing she wouldn’t tell Jeremy about it.

After that I finally was like well at least it’s over� but then the bonus chapter came out! And damn it started all over again.

I think Jeremy might actually be a psychopath and I’m not so sure that Verity is anymore. The bonus chapter seems to back up the letter but then again it is in no way a sure thing.

All I can say is that I don’t think there’s a a single truly innocent person in this book. All of them including Jeremy, Verity, Lowen, and Crew are all messed up and evil in some way. As much as that pains me to say.

We can all argue about as much as we want and feel so sure that we’re right but the truth is that none is us truly know the truth nor will we ever. And when we think to hard about what the truth is it has us questioning everything we know and thought we knew. There are so many different things that could be the truth or what actually happened and when you think about it, it messes with your mind in an insane way because possibilities are endless, and it’s impossible to tell which one is the truth

Which is why it’s kind of ironic and also genius that CoHo named the book/main character verity which means truth. She practically teasing us.

Say what you will about CoHo, her books, and this book, but know one can say that this isn’t one of the most fucked up psychological thrillers they’ve read. It’s really unique and intriguing but in the end leaves lying like a puddle of uselessness. I have a terrible feeling that I will randomly think about this book and what the “Verity� is for a long ass time and that it will continue to haunt me.

So yeah I don’t know what else to say except that this book was truly a mindfuck. There are no other words.