Love at First Spite

I’ll admit, I side-eyed the premise at first—*another* revenge-driven romance? But *Love at First Spite* won me over in the first chapter, thanks to Nori’s razor-sharp voice and the narrators’ electric performances. Wesleigh Siobhan *is* Nori: her delivery is equal parts exhausted and exasperated, like a woman who’s done with everyone’s nonsense but still finds it entertaining. When she deadpans, *“I don’t need a man; I need a witness,”* you’ll believe it—and laugh out loud. Midnite Michael, as the infuriatingly charming love interest, walks the perfect line between smug and vulnerable, especially in the later chapters where the story peels back his layers. Their back-and-forth in the banter-heavy scenes feels improvised, like you’re eavesdropping on a real verbal sparring match. The story’s pacing is mostly tight, though the middle sags slightly during a subplot involving Nori’s friends that, while fun, doesn’t add much tension. And while the steamy scenes are well-narrated (Siobhan’s husky laugh during one particular moment is *chef’s kiss*), a few transitions between perspectives feel abrupt—like the editors hit ‘fast-forward’ on the emotional buildup. Still, the production quality is top-notch: clear audio, consistent character voices, and a energy that matches the book’s vibe. What really sells it, though, is how *fun* it is. This isn’t a romance that takes itself too seriously, but it doesn’t skimp on heart either. If you love enemies-to-lovers with a side of petty vengeance and narrators who *get* the assignment, this is your next listen—just maybe not in public, unless you’re prepared for side-eye during the spicier bits.