Carry On
Rainbow Rowell, 2015
Fantasy Young adultRomanceHorror
At a magic school, the Chosen One's sworn enemy is his roommate—and the only person who sees him clearly.
Feels like longing and humor. About love and identity.
A page from the book
What it sounds like to be chosen by someone who knows you.
He’s still looking in my eyes. Staring me down like he did that dragon, chin tilted and locked. "I’m not the Chosen One," he says.I meet his gaze and sneer. My arm is a steel band around his waist. "I choose you," I say. "Simon Snow, I choose you. Rainbow Rowell.Rainbow Rowell wrote Carry On after her novel Fangirl, in which Simon Snow was the fictional fandom obsession—so the book began as a story inside a story.
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Questions readers ask
- What is Carry On like?
- Feels like longing and humor. About love and identity.
- What should I read after Carry On?
- If you liked Carry On, try Bride (Ali Hazelwood), One Last Stop (Casey McQuiston) and A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire (Jennifer L. Armentrout).
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A house built around the one thing that could kill you.
The first things I notice are the two walls of windows, which is exactly what Father wants. Every Human I’ve talked with assumes that Vampyres hate light and relish darkness, but they couldn’t be more wrong. The sun may be forbidden to us, toxic always and deathly in large quantities, but that’s precisely why we covet it with such intensity. Windows are a luxury, because they need to be treated with absurdly expensive materials that filter everything that might harm us. And windows this large are the most bombastic of status symbols, in a full display of dynastic power and obscene wealth.
Bride · Ali Hazelwood
The nights you swear you'll never forget, and how quietly they go.
Nobody tells you how those nights that stand out in your memory—levee sunset nights, hurricane nights, first kiss nights, homesick sleepover nights, nights when you stood at your bedroom window and looked at the lilies one porch over and thought they would stand out, singular and crystallized, in your memory forever—they aren’t really anything. They’re everything, and they’re nothing. They make you who you are, and they happen at the same time a twenty-three-year-old a million miles away is warming up some leftovers, turning in early, switching off the lamp. They’re so easy to lose.
One Last Stop · Casey McQuiston
Desire that arrives as need, not want.
I need to feel your lips on mine.“ He planted his hands on the carriage wall, caging me in. ”I need to feel your breath in my lungs. I need to feel your life inside me. I just need you. It’s an ache. This need. Can I have you? All of you?
A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire · Jennifer L. Armentrout
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