0.5 star (This is me being merciful. The half star is for effort -- the book needs significant improvement.) 
 This is, by far, the most misogynistic book I have read. 
 I'm going to lay it all out, so be warned. 
 I cannot believe I finished this trainwreck of a book. (I skimmed the last few chapters just to make it through.) I should have stopped as soon as the repugnant nickname of "Pigeon" was introduced. (Pigeons=poopy rats with wings) I'm not bothered by the whole tattooed, alpha, bad boy persona, but what irks is that there is no reason for Travis's temper! His entire being is one-dimensional! He lost his mom, yes, but there is no complexity to him (or any other character, in fact). He grew up with brothers--so what? That does not make one hot-tempered, abusive, and controlling. 
 Sure, there are other books with tortured, tattooed, alpha mansluts as their protagonists. The difference between those characters and Travis is that they actually like women; Travis hates them. He "bags" them and throws them out the door, like TRASH! He has no respect for them! Of course, with the exception of one: Abby. The author never once shows you why Travis loves (lusts after?) Abby. It appears that the only reason is that she doesn't throw herself at him! The shallowness...I can't even... 
 Abby has the potential to be a likeable protagonist. I'd like to blame it on the underdevelopment of character, because I can't understand how she can be just plain stupid... When the whole point of her moving away to college is to get away from her dad and the FACT that she recognizes the vicious cycle of victimization, she still makes idiotic decisions. Case in point: Did she at least value her virginity? Because HUGE, RED, WAVING flags!!! When you sleep in the same bed with someone you have a platonic relationship with and you find a ginormous box of condoms and you know for a fact that he sleeps with a LOT of women then kicks them out, YET you lose your virginity to him as a way to say goodbye? WHAT?! And then there's Parker, the nice kid who actually cares--you leave in the middle of dinner at Travis's command?! 
 As if I didn't need a Costco-sized bottle of Tylenol already, I was spinning my head with their constant on-again, off-again fling (I wouldn't even call it a relationship because that wasn't what they had, unless you count unhealthy and abusive.) Every other character in the story is an enabler. The only person who has her head screwed on right is Kara, Abby's roommate, who actually warns Abby about Travis and calls it out as it is! But, of course, if you are not on Team Travis, you are reduced to scorn and sneers. 
 Here are some things that don't make sense: they have scheduled lunch periods in COLLEGE where there's a cool kids table, and in one scene, Travis suddenly breaks into song high-school-musical style?! How does Travis get his awesome grades without going to classes and how does he find time to study? Or better yet, how does anybody find time to study in this drama-infested soap opera? 
 I am APPALLED that this actually got published, let alone was optioned for a movie. Please don't support the misogynistic agenda by reading this book.