Zeke Daniels isn’t just a douchebag; he’s an a**hole.
A total and complete jerk, Zeke keeps people at a distance. He has no interest in relationships—most a**holes don’t.
Being part of a couple? Nope. Not for him.
He’s never given any thought to what he wants in a girlfriend, because he’s never had any intention of having one. Shit, he barely has a relationship with his family, and they’re related; his own friends don’t even like him.
So why does he keep thinking about Violet DeLuca?
Sweet, quiet Violet—his opposite in every sense of the word.
The light to his dark, even her damn name sounds like rays of sunshine and happiness and shit.
And that pisses him off, too.
““Do you put perfume on this shit? It’s like pussy crack.”
When it comes to The Failing Hours, I expect these boys to be a pain in the arse. Not a little, but a lot. Like the first book, I knew that this story wasn’t going to be a perfect romance filled with flowers and butterflies. No white horse picking your ass up from a situation. Personally, I was hoping he’d be a bigger “you know what” than the previous character. Was he? Oh hell yes! When he was introduced near the end of the first book, I was curious as to what Sara Ney was going to do to the story of his. Curiosity killed the cat—that’s a little note to take for this story. As much as he was not a very nice person in the first one, he was a hell of lot worse in the second. The Failling Hours (How to Date a Douchebag #2) by Sara Ney, gives you tips and a survival guide to steer clear of the jackass-alypse, Zeke (Yeah I made a word for it…still working on a definition to explain how bad this main character is—pretty much he’s a cluster f***).
Oh Zeke. Where the hell do I start this review? Let’s just get down and dirty. He’s mean. In fact, extremely nasty. He has a massive chip on his shoulder, always negative, and he doesn’t give a crap of who you are. Doesn’t he sound such an ideal candidate on your Match account? I highly recommend you go on a date with him (can you sense my sarcasm?). So he needed a tutor, he ended up with the most mousy-quiet girl you can possibly combined him with. Violet is a sweetheart. Secretly—she’s a confident soul. Bless her, because she always tries to see the better side of people, even though they are very horrible towards her. When she is nervous, she has a bit of a stutter. It’s was something terrible that had occurred as a child that caused her to do that (later in the book it will be revealed). So when she sees him, the person she has to tutor, she freaks. In fact, she literally runs in horror. I’d be too if it was Zeke. When I read that scene, I was like “Run for the hills, you poor thing!”
Zeke’s Coach thought it be best for him to work with children (is this guy smoking something). In fact, Coach threatens him to do it because most of his team couldn’t stand being with Zeke, so this was his ultimatum. He had to do hours with a kid who literally is a mini-him (haha!). Until one day, he runs into Violet (again) when she was babysitting a kid at a park. He decided that this would work in his favor. Rely on her to help watch the kid while also help him in his studies. To Violet, she sees Zeke who he really was; as much as he puts a massive wall surrounding him, she was able to peel brick-by-brick. The connection and chemistry is there. It’s undoubtable. As much as Zeke puts this massive jackass character up front, Violet sees the sensitive guy. The one that is lurking in the shadows.
Wow—that’s all I can say about this book. The anger between them, the sexual tension, the countless frustrations of conversations they had—all led to a path filled with tears and whole lot of tissues—for her not me. Plus, the very steamy scenes that I encounter was quite impressive (kudos Sara for referencing Outlander!).
Overall, the story concept was strong; as well, the plot kept you moving through the pages. It was never a dull moment between Violet and Zeke. They were opposites, synced together by their attraction to each other. Their dynamic kept the strength of the story to continue. With a touch of laughter making it such a delicious read. The story didn’t seem farfetched, but authentic. I could pitch their love, their interaction as if it was truly real. Some moments I wanted to drop kick Zeke, but that’s a whole other conversation for another day. If you haven’t read the first one, highly recommend you do so, because you’ll fall in love with a douchebag.