Review: The Perfect Rom-Com by Melissa Ferguson

The Perfect Rom-Com by Melissa Ferguson

Blurb from Goodreads:

She’s written dozens of smash-hit romance novels. Too bad no one knows it.

Aspiring author Bryony Page attends her first writers conference bursting with optimism and ready to sell her manuscript with long-shot dreams of raising awareness for The Bridge, her grandmother’s financially struggling organization where she teaches ESL full-time. But after a disastrous pitch session, she stumbles into correcting another author’s work in a last-ditch attempt to make a good impression with the agent. And she, as it turns out, is spot on.

No one is more surprised than Bryony when the agent offers her the opportunity to be a ghostwriter for Amelia Benedict, popular rom-com novelist. Bryony agrees on one she’ll write books for this vain, demanding woman just as long as Jack Sterling, literary agent of the legendary Foundry Literary Agency, works to sell her own book too.

What nobody predicted, however, was that Bryony’s books would turn Amelia Benedict into the Amelia Benedict, household name and bestselling author with millions of copies sold around the world.

And just like that, the Foundry Agency can’t let her go.

But on a personal note, Jack is realizing he can’t either.

 

I didn't quite love this author's last novel but the premise and cover of this one were so good that I thought I would give it a try.  Unfortunately, this just didn't work for me. Perhaps if you really like Emily Henry-type books, this will be for you.  I didn't like any of the characters and the plot ended up being ludicrous.  Not for me but I hope you have better luck!!

The Perfect Rom-Com comes out next week on February 11, 2025, and you can purchase HERE.  

"Bryony, you're cutting off my oxygen," he chokes out. 

But even in that moment, I feel him sinking into the hug. Not peeling me off but tentatively lifting up his arms. Wrapping them around my rib cage. His hand resting ever so tenderly on my shoulder. Resting his cheek against my very unwashed, very tangled hair. 

I don't know if I'll ever speak to Parker again. Or see him. And he was wrong, so very wrong, about so many things. 

But he was right, to a degree, about one thing: I always have had Jack.