I like stuff with romantic elements and angst, usually YA, fantasy, paranormal/urban fantasy or variations thereof. Usually wrinkles nose at sci-fi due to unlikely tech. Straight girl who likes boys that like boys!
I get that this was aiming for angsty, dark and broken characters and all that jazz, but it ended up as over the top melodrama, shoving the brokenness of the characters down. my. throat. All the time. I GOT IT ALREADY!
In addition there was insta-lust that turned into love based on very little, a pretentious prologue that reminded me of the kind of "deep" shit I'd write in school as my teacher was a sucker for that stuff when spouted by a 15-year old, and a pointless epilogue. And some drama. And waaaaaay too much sexytimez compared to plot.
Subtlety and reading between the lines. It is a thing. This book did not have it. Whatsoever.