A review by profromance
Hate Me by Ashley Jade

5.0

Overall Grade: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

“Every action has a consequence.”

This statement is strewn throughout Ashley Jade’s Hate Me, and it’s a warning, not just for the characters of her story, but her readers too. When you enter Hate Me, you enter at your own risk because this book, this book which is so clearly Ashley Jade’s brilliantly f’ed up thinking, is dangerous. Her warnings that it’s not safe are true, but if you take on the action of reading this book, it will indelibly offer you the consequences of a beating heart, panties that need changing, and confusion for loving a hero who seems so utterly unloveable. On finishing Hate Me, you will ask yourself, “how?” How does Ashley Jade imagine these worlds where everything seems so utterly wrong, but feel so incredibly right for her readers? Because she has done it again with this book. She has made me love this world, when it feels like you shouldn’t

I’m not giving away any details in this review about the story. To do so would be to undermine Ashley Jade’s careful protection of her story. What I will tell you are the feelings you will encounter as she processes the impact of psychological trauma in her book. Because that idea is at the core of Hate Me. This is why her warning should be heeded.

You will feel:
Appalled
Turned on
Hopeful
Disappointed
Frightened
Gutted
Empathic
Astounded

Jade’s Hate Me conspires in its storytelling, its characterization, and its steaminess to make you feel. I know that seems obvious, but it isn’t. I don’t know that I’m a fan of bully romance, to be honest. I read it, but I will only read it from authors who do it well. For me, Ashley Jade sits at the top of the list. For one, she writes with the intent of entertainment. She writes it to shock her readers. She writes it to see how she can push the boundaries of her readers. She writes it because she loves it herself. With that in mind, you can’t help but love a story such as Hate Me because she cares about offering this story so that people won’t be turned off by its duplicity. It’s why I read it from her because I know that she cares about the time I put into reading her story. So she shocks me, intrigues me, entertains me, and titillates me with her books. And Hate Me sits solidly in those feelings.

Look, you can take the action of not reading Hate Me and gain the consequence of existing safely in a romance that maybe makes you feel good for a minute. Or you can read Hate Me and realize the consequence of reading an Ashley Jade book: the hangover effect as the book continues to penetrate your soul as you try to make sense of the world she’s crafted for your entertainment.

I decided, and that consequence only makes me want more of her stories, even when they feel dark and dangerous. Get ready. This book will steal your time because you won’t be able to put it down.