The Spanish Love Deception by Elena Armas

With The Spanish Love Deception, it was a feeling of utter disappointment and confusion as to why there had been so much hype on social media about this book. If Emily Henry's Beach Read redeemed the contemporary romance genre for me, Elena Armas's The Spanish Love Deception booted me back to square negative ten, all hope lost. With For the Wolf, it was more a feeling of frustration regarding how poorly I felt the author executed the premise. I really, really wanted to like The Spanish Love Deception. I know I said that about For the Wolf as well, but my standards for The Spanish Love Deception were different. Like my abuela would say, que dios nos pille confesados. Was it worth the suffering to bring my colleague and bane of my existence as my fake boyfriend to my sister’s wedding? Or was I better off coming clean and facing the consequences of my panic induced lie? Which left me with a surly and extra large dilemma in my hands. And much to my total despair, also right. Right after inserting his nose in my business, calling me delusional, and calling himself my best option. The man whose main occupation was making my blood boil had just offered himself to be my date.

But that didn’t mean I was desperate enough to bring the 6’4 blue eyed pain in my ass standing before me.Īaron Blackford.

Let alone, someone eager to play along my charade. Or the epitaph on my tombstone, seeing the turn my life had taken in the span of a phone call.įour weeks wasn’t a lot of time to find someone willing to cross the Atlantic–from NYC and all the way to Spain–for a wedding. That would certainly be tomorrow’s headline in the local newspaper of the small Spanish town I came from. Everyone is invited to come and witness the most magical event of the year. Her family is happy to announce that she will bring her American boyfriend to her sister’s wedding. Or in other words, a plan that will never work.Ĭatalina Martín, finally, not single.

The Spanish Love Deception by Elena Armas