This book feels like it was written by some boy-crazy fifteen-year-old. 
 Love at first sight, really? *Soulmates*? Look, girl, get your head out of the clouds ... your life so does not revolve around a guy you just met. Besides, it has only been two weeks... and already, you're in love? Please. Give me a break. This book had a ton of unnecessary cliches. 
 Austin totally felt too good to be true. Judas was just mysterious. "D" was simply irritating in the sense all he wants for himself is money and a good home. Like? Hello? I felt absolutely nothing for anybody in this series. It wasn't even true love; it was just a pretty face they were all after. "Gorgeous blue eyes" huh? Are you sure you're not falling for his looks rather than his personality? Because, hello? 
 Please, girls aren't based on guys. And where's the diversity here? None of them felt really distinguished, TBH. 
 The personalities, also, were totally flat. I realized when the big spoiler came that I didn't actually care anymore: he seemed too good to be true, anyway. And besides, I never really fell for them. There was zero chemistry. Nothing that made me think they were anything but lifeless characters in a book. Efforts to put some ~deep~ background into the characters just failed horrifically. Could you be more creative, I ask? And besides, I know virtually nothing about the way the characters grew up? Do they have siblings? Do they even have parents? Who are their friends? 
 Blank. They just feel like an empty canvas. Oh, poor Darcy, she was dumped... Get over it. It's not really that special. And besides, is it really unreasonable that he doesn't want to do long-distance? 
 I do not recommend this for anybody. Less like "City Love", and more like "Cliche love"