I have two. The Ritual and Drowning.
The Ritual is pure smut. 61 chapters and every one contains a graphic, demeaning sex scene. I’m convinced the author was an adult film screenwriter and decided to try their hand at writing a novel. There isn’t a single likable character in this book.
Drowning isn’t a great work of literature. I felt that the characters were very two-dimensional. I hated how naive the author made the protagonist. It made me have a lack of sympathy for her. The ending was series finale of Dexter bad.
Oh my God, I have read so many shitty books this year (tried to finish everything on purpose, I ended up tourturing myself with Colleen Hoover). So: Collen Hoover books (Too Late, Maybe Now, Witouth Merit, Layla, All Your Perfects, November 9), Charles Castillo: Marilyn Monroe, The Private life of an Icon, and a Hungarian book: Szántó Judith: Kis budai bordélyvilág.
I also accidentally read Layla.