Alex and Eliza: A Love Story
Melissa de la Cruz
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From the #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Witches of East End and the Descendants series comes the love story of young Alexander Hamilton and Elizabeth Schuyler.
1777. Albany, New York.
As battle cries of the American Revolution echo in the distance, servants flutter about preparing for one of New York society’s biggest events: the Schuylers’ grand ball. Descended from two of the oldest and most distinguished bloodlines in New York, the Schuylers are proud to be one of their fledgling country’s founding families, and even prouder still of their three daughters—Angelica, with her razor-sharp wit; Peggy, with her dazzling looks; and Eliza, whose beauty and charm rival those of both her sisters, though she’d rather be aiding the colonists’ cause than dressing up for some silly ball.
Still, Eliza can barely contain her excitement when she hears of the arrival of one Alexander Hamilton, a mysterious, rakish young colonel and General George Washington’s right-hand man. Though Alex has arrived as the bearer of bad news for the Schuylers, he can’t believe his luck—as an orphan, and a bastard one at that—to be in such esteemed company. And when Alex and Eliza meet that fateful night, so begins an epic love story that would forever change the course of American history.
In the pages of Alex and Eliza, #1 New York Times bestselling author Melissa de la Cruz brings to life the romance of young Alexander Hamilton and Elizabeth Schuyler.
This is Hamilton fanfic.
This is the worst book I have ever read.
I want to start off by saying that I didn't originally hold any ill will toward Melissa De La Cruz. I actually really enjoyed her Blue Bloods series. That being said, this book is the worst. It reads like the tumblr fanfic of a delusional twelve year old. I'm sure this would be enjoyed by people who deny climate change because they know how to ignore reality. In reality, Alexander Hamilton was a playboy who was probably bisexual. In this book he's portrayed as some wild playboy who gives up his ways as soon as he sees "Eliza's beauty that takes the best parts of both of her sisters." (She's described like this several times.) Eliza reads like a Mary Sue. She has no flaws, can do no wrong, and manages to have everything work out in her favor. The book ends with "And Eliza finally found the fairytale marriage she was searching for" or something equally cliche. But that's where it cuts off. Their marriage day ends the novel and the audience learns nothing of his affairs with Maria Reynolds or Angelica Schuyler. This wouldn't even be so bad except in her dedication, De La Cruz talks about seeing Hamilton and how it inspired her to write this book. Did she fall asleep for the second act? Did she go temporality blind and deaf? Did a meteor strike the theatre preventing the second half of the play from being shown? How many more stories could have been improved if only the author choose to ignore the bad parts of a persons life? To end this long rant, Melissa De La Cruz should stick to writing vampires. Reality and telling accurate history just isn't her thing.