Now, folks, I know what you’re going to say. “But Jennifer, you loved Mercy and the hero in that book was a stalker.” It’s true. I did love Mercy. And the hero did “watch over” the heroine for years because he felt she was in genuine danger and he wanted to protect her. But he DIDN’T follow her everywhere she went from the time she woke up until the time she went to sleep. He DIDN’T stand outside her home and peep in the windows. He DIDN’T monitor which websites she visited so that he’d know what to buy her when he creepily left expensive gifts on her doorstep. He DIDN’T hack into her credit cards. He DIDN’T chase off potential dates because he was jealous of them, even though he’d never directly spoken to her. That’s all stuff that Ryker in Watch Me Follow did, and while Lennon, the heroine, found it endearing and adorable, I found it all kinds of intrusive, creepy, and sick.
There were other issues that really bugged me, too:
Long-story-short, this one didn’t work for me at all, even though the writing itself was pretty good. I just hated the heroine for not calling the cops on the hero, and I wanted the hero to get into therapy and STAY THERE for a very, very long time. But I guess then you couldn’t have classified the book as romance, huh?
Does this book contribute to or help crush the romance stigma?
It’s overflowing with stigma.
Other reading suggestions
Read Mercy by Debra Anastasia for a “woman falls for her obsessive stalker” romance that’s done right. I also enjoyed Celia Aaron’s Dark Protector.