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Laddar... Favourite Hello. Hardest Goodbye.av E. S. Carter
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Gå med i LibraryThing för att få reda på om du skulle tycka om den här boken. Det finns inga diskussioner på LibraryThing om den här boken. 3.75 ( ) E.S. Carter is an author who spans genres and tropes with a great deal of skill and imagination. I’ve been looking forward to her latest offering, which is an M/M love story. If M/M isn’t your thing, then you can feel free to move on right now. But the story is amazing, so hang in there, if you can! Her writing manages to be both straightforward and lush, full of the small details bring her stories to life. Her characters are fully realized, and as the reader you can’t help but be drawn into caring for them. The plot is fairly straightforward, but the appeal in this case isn’t in the reader’s discovery but in watching the men, Ellis and Macsen, make the steps for the themselves. The secondary characters are just as appealing as the main men. It’s obvious that Eli sees them as people who exist in their own right, not only as devices to support her story or main characters. They are funny, sweet, acerbic, loyal, talented and have their own lives and their own concerns. I don’t want to give away any more than the blurbs do, but I do want to warn you that this book has a good chance of making you cry. It’s a bittersweet, cathartic cry, but you might want to plan your reading take into account some recovery time. I give this book 5 enthusiastic stars. inga recensioner | lägg till en recension
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HTML: Favourite Hello. Hardest Goodbye Ellis. I feel him. Before I even lay eyes on him, I sense him. The air in the room seems charged, my awareness of him heightened, but he is a stranger to me. Unfamiliar, yet familiar. Unknown, yet known. And something inside me says, "Hello, I've been waiting for you." Macsen. I see him. I've seen him a hundred times before and I know this will not be the last, but each time I do, I feel it. That invisible tether. I remember everything. I remember him. His eyes lock with mine and then move away too quickly. I am nothing more than a stranger, another face in the crowd. While he is my favourite hello, and my hardest goodbye. .Inga biblioteksbeskrivningar kunde hittas. |
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