Synopsis:
Ashley Poston’s With Any Luck is part of The Improbable Meet-Cute, irresistibly romantic stories about finding love when and where you least expect it. They can be read or listened to in one sitting. Let’s make a date of it.
Every person she kisses finds their true love, and it’s never her—until now, in this funny and magically romantic short story by the New York Times bestselling author of The Dead Romantics.
Audrey Love is cursed to be the person before you find your soulmate, the girl you dump for your true love. So when her best friend disappears hours before his Valentine’s Day wedding, Audrey fears that she did the unthinkable and kissed him at last night’s bachelor party. With help from the best man, she retraces her steps to find the missing groom and, with any luck, a true love of her own.
Review:
I didn’t hate With Any Luck, which feels like a huge endorsement compared to what I’ve said about other books in the multiple series of Amazon original novellas on Kindle Unlimited. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t love it by any means, but compared to some of the others I’ve read recently, it wasn’t a completely painful experience.
“My mom always said that the Love family is lucky. Not big luck, mind you, like lottery or sweepstakes winnings, but small luck. Like beating a rainstorm by five minutes every time, sometimes getting upgraded to business class on flights, and scoring close parking spots in crowded superstore lots. We’re lucky in the small ways that, in the end, don’t really matter. It’s a curse, really. Because you’d think we’d be lucky in our namesake, too. By all accounts, we should be.” This is the entire premise of the book. Audrey stays away from love as whenever she kisses someone they find their true love the next day – this obviously not being her. Is this curse real or does she just suck? Who knows.
The whole ‘I don’t want my best friend to get married because then I won’t be the number one person in his life’ bit got old real quick. It gave the sense that she’s been in love with him the whole time but won’t admit it. The fact that she jumped to the conclusion that she must have kissed him during his bachelor party and that’s why he’s missing was wild. Does that not further prove my point? How could you even think you kissed someone if they are “like a brother to you”. Audrey spends this entire book obsessing over her best friend, talking about how good looking he is, how he’s the best person she knows and how he’s just all round perfect – not really how you’d talk about someone you view as a sibling.
After sitting down to write this review, I’m wondering if I need to take back my comment about not hating With Any Luck. I’d still say hate is a strong word to use towards this, more dislike or frustration. The romance made no sense and Audrey was clearly pining for her best friend, even if she’d deny it to her dying day.
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