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.
Worst book I finished: Upgrade by Blake Crouch. It’s like it was written by bad AI that was given a writing prompt then fed a bunch of Tom Clancy, Jack Reacher, and My Pillow/ testosterone ads. Who’s to say it wasn’t.
Worst book I DNF’d: One Hundred Years of Solitude. Yeah, whatev, it’s me, so everyone says. Still, 3/4’s of the way through and I just couldn’t take the soulless recounting of names, battles, inappropriate relationships, and deaths. I felt nothing for these people because there was zero character development, limited dialogue, and the book didn’t spend enough time with any of them for me to get invested. I’ve heard every list calls this a classic, but I didn’t like one thing about it.