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Louder Than Words by Iris St. Clair
Louder Than Words by Iris St. Clair








Louder Than Words by Iris St. Clair Louder Than Words by Iris St. Clair

I don't know what possessed me though but through out the book, I JUST WANT THEM TO BE TOGETHER, you know? Like seriously come on just kiss each other already! But I've waited. It's actually the slow burn kind of romance which I really liked. That's why the romance was a little painful for me to read, not because it's not good. Ahh, maybe he'll just smile and I'll immediately melt off. And lastly, she learned how to stand up for others and for herself. How to make everyone hear what she has to say. She's a tough cookie, I'll tell you that. I really want to hug her because of the stupid things that has been happening in her life. Let me just start of by saying that I adore this heroine so much. Surprised is an understatement.Ī drunkard mother, a teacher who forced himself on her and a boy who makes her heart race. This is one of the most romantic and moving book I've ever read. Maybe I wouldn’t be in this hell of wanting what I can’t have but having what I thought I wanted-to be left alone. Maybe he wouldn’t be dating a girl I loathe. Maybe I wouldn’t be parked in the friend zone. I wish I hadn’t grown to look forward to our daily walks to work.īut mostly, I wish I hadn’t freaked out when he tried to steal a kiss. I wish I hadn’t let him in on my secrets.well, most of them. Keep up my grades, earn a scholarship, tuck into as tight a ball as possible and roll on out of this town and this life.īut this boy, this Casanova transplant with a funny accent, who’s way too charming to be healthy for a girl. Lesson learned trust is for suckers and actions speak louder than words. Wrong doesn’t begin to describe what nearly happened that last day of my Junior year. I thought teachers were there to instruct, to guide, to counsel. I never dreamed my mom would choose drugs and alcohol over me. I thought I’d hit rock bottom when my dad died.










Louder Than Words by Iris St. Clair