Last night, I spent a considerable amount of time trying to decide which kind of book boyfriend I like best: the bad boy or the sweetheart. I’m totally going to call this research, because I’m pretty sure I should have been working on my edits for my upcoming release, Deadly Crush. But if it was research, then I don’t need to feel bad about the wasted time. LOL.
So here’s what I came up with. I’m going to start with the sweetheart. Sam from Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater was one of my favorite book boyfriends. He was sweet, tentative, caring. He put his needs/wants second to Grace, and I fell for him.
Who wouldn’t want a guy like this? Someone who is always there when you need him. The sweetie is always dependable. He’s comforting to have around, and he always says the right thing. He blushes and is a little awkward, which is completely adorable.
But the thing with the sweetie is that the attraction usually isn’t a right away kind of thing for me. In the first book Sam was just kind of there, but as the series progressed, I just loved him.
But the bad boy … For this one, I took a look at Rhyn from Katie’s Hellion by Lizzy Ford. Rhyn is perfectly flawed. When he first appeared, he drew me in right away, although I wouldn’t say that I loved him in the first meeting, but he was … intriguing. He grabbed my attention and held it until the end.
The bad boy is unpredictable, and he pulls out a slew of emotions from me. There were times that I wanted to punch Rhyn and others were he made my heartbeat quicken.
The thing I love most about the bad boy is watching him melt. He spends so much time fighting the world around him, and then to see him softening for those few seconds is just heart flutteringly wonderful.
But that’s not the only thing I love about the bad boy. He is typically protective, and he makes this protective and slightly (or overly) possessive attitude, known, where the sweetie usually only thinks it and rarely acts on it.
So in the end, I still couldn’t decide which one I like better. The sweetie, who is dependable and shows his emotions, or the bad boy that makes me want to scream at him and then melt into him. They both have pros and cons, although I think I’m edging to the bad boy side. I guess it just depends on the book.
So what about you guys? Who’s your favorite book boyfriend? Are you a sucker for the bad boys? Let me know.