Prepare to be blown away—or rather, carried away on huge muscular wings—by this blissfully outlandish, bracingly-smart, tour de force about a teen who has to come to terms with relinquishing control for the first time as she falls for the hot new…pterodactyl…at school. After all, everybody wants him!
Sheils is very pleased with her perfectly controlled life (controlling others while she’s at it). She’s smart, powerful, the Student Body Chair, and she even has a loving boyfriend. What more could a girl ask for?
But everything changes when the first-ever interspecies transfer student, a pterodactyl named Pyke, enrolls at her school. There’s something about him—something primal—that causes the students to lose control whenever he’s around. Even Sheils, the seemingly perfect self-confident girl that she is, can’t keep her mind off of him, despite her doting boyfriend and despite the fact that Pyke immediately starts dating Jocelyn, the school’s fastest runner who Sheils has always discounted as a nobody.
Pyke, hugely popular in a school whose motto is to embrace differences, is asked to join a band, and when his band plays at the Autumn Whirl dance, his preternatural shrieking music sends everyone into a literal frenzy. No one can remember what happened the next day, but Shiels learns that she danced far too long with Pyke, her nose has turned purple, and she may have done something with her boyfriend that she shouldn’t have. Who’s in control now?
Hilarious and relatable (despite the dinosaur), Hot Pterodactyl Boyfriend is about a teen who must come to terms with not being in control of all things at all times, break free of her mundane life, discover who her true self is, and, oh, finding out that going primal isn’t always a bad thing
“And God said: Thou shalt use a condom because if not, you’ll become rotund with child and become a teenage mother, bottom wiper, and human milk dispenser.”
What in the actual fuck is this? It was so dreadfully awful that I got to forty percent and had to give up. There are so many thoughts zooming around in my head that it actually might explode from this.
To start off with, this started off confusing and it followed its way up until I gave up. It flew from one thing to another so quickly that it gave me whiplash. (Thanks a lot, Pterodactyl….. Asshole!) What I really want to know is that why everyone wanted to bang this prehistoric beast?
This has to be the worst book that I have ever read. I would have had a better time staring at the sun. If you’re tempted by the title, I suggest you run as far away as you can from this. Don’t let his thank you to Libba Bray talk you into anything.
If you feel tempted by this book, I have started a helpline to get you away from this horrible atrocity. No one should have to deal with shitty books.