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Chargement... The Academypar Quinn Anderson
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True love stabs you in the front. Nick Steele just wants a normal life, clich? or not. He had one once, back in Chicago. Before his father died and he took a year off from college to grieve. Now, he's starting fresh at a prestigious - but tiny - Catholic university. Adjusting to small-town life will be a challenge, along with making friends and keeping his scholarship. All he wants to do is blend in, get his diploma, and go back home. But Sebastian Prinsen - campus heartthrob and a notorious player - has other plans. He notices Nick right away and makes a bet with his two best friends: Who can kiss the new kid first? Nick seems immune to Sebastian's charms, and yet genuine chemistry sparks between them. Even worse, real feelings do too. Sebastian falls more and more every time Nick blows him off, but if he comes clean about the bet, Nick will hate him forever. The last thing Nick wants is to fall in love while he's still grieving, but Sebastian feels like home to him. Nick wants that so badly he may ignore the warning signs and risk his fragile heart once more. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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Google Books — Chargement... GenresClassification décimale de Melvil (CDD)813.6Literature English (North America) American fiction 21st CenturyÉvaluationMoyenne:
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Strong beginning, mediocre middle, super disappointing end.
Text-wise, the author is a decent writer, I can't fault her there. Where I had issues were the more technical aspects of writing, namely tension and pacing.
To me this book felt like watching air being blown into a balloon and expecting it to hit the point where it finally pops. However, instead of reaching that critical point, the author stopped blowing halfway through the book, and instead just started slowly letting the air leak out. The ending left me with a limp rubber filled with a minimal amount of syrupy smelling air and crushed expectations. ( )