Nevermind the the rating—that just shows how little erotic romance works for me these days—and read this for the one adaptation of the myth that actually works!

Granted, the ones I've tried before (or wanted to) were crappy YA attempts to erase the problems without addressing the passiveness of Persephone being a pawn in a game between Demeter and Hades. No such problems here. Also, no incest.

Read it for the retelling if not the hot sex. Text includes both.

Warning: This book includes racial stereotyping as both first person voice narrators mention how a musically talented black man should be playing American football. Also, one of them refers to said big black man as a monster.

Shows how much I pay attention: I've mixed my sports hockey ≠ American football.

Other than that. This is making me... nope:

"Me: U don't have to text me at all. Actually, I'd prefer if u didn't.

Him: What'll it take to get u to say yes?

Me: Absolutely nothing.

Him: Great. So you'll do it for free.

...

Me: Not happening.

Him: How bout tmrw night? I'm free at eight."

Learn to take no for an answer, dude.

I really, really don't want Hannah to be defined by her rape, but here we go...