Verity by Colleen HooverMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
Hooter: Mildly messed‑up mind games
“Verity” is the kind of book that makes you double‑check your door locks, but not necessarily your worldview. It is a twisty psychological romantic thriller that leans hard on shock value, messy intimacy, and moral grey zones, but under all that noise, the core feels more like fast food than a slow, satisfying meal.
It felt like being trapped in a slightly trashy, very bingeable soap opera where everyone has a secret document and nobody has a therapist. The found‑manuscript device is deliciously creepy and the pages do fly, but once the dust (and body count) settles, the big moral ambiguity feels more like a clever party trick than a genuinely earned gut‑punch. Fun enough for a late‑night sprint, but TikTok’s “you will never recover” hype is wildly disproportionate to what is, at heart, a fast, messy thriller that you forget almost as quickly as you finished it.
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