Heart Bones
Colleen Hoover, 2020
A girl with no safety net and the boy next door spend a coastal summer learning what love can bear.
Feels like longing and hope. About love, family and adventure.
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The theory that damage shapes us more than kindness ever could.
Sometimes I believe personalities are shaped more by damage than kindness. Kindness doesn’t sink as deep into your skin as the damage does. The damage stains your soul so bad, you can’t scrub it off. It stays there forever, and I feel like people can see all my damage just by looking at me. Colleen Hoover.Hoover worked as a social worker and teacher before self-publishing her first novel, Slammed, in 2012.
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Questions readers ask
- What is Heart Bones like?
- Feels like longing and hope. About love, family and adventure.
- What should I read after Heart Bones?
- If you liked Heart Bones, try Binding 13 (Chloe Walsh), The Summer of Broken Rules (K.L. Walther) and The Lucky One (Nicholas Sparks).
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The last thing a person says before sleep takes them.
No, no, no, Da, I’m serious,“ I slurred. ”I think I love that girl.“ ”Well, who’s this girl?“ ”She’s a river,“ I sighed and closed my eyes. ”I’m keeping her Da.
Binding 13 · Chloe Walsh
What you say when a perfect week is almost over.
Let’s pretend that time doesn’t exist. Let’s pretend that this week isn’t ending. Let’s pretend that we will always be us—happy, sunburnt, and tangled up together.
The Summer of Broken Rules · K.L. Walther
When you stop hearing from someone, what story do you tell yourself?
Every now and then, I’d meet a guy and think that we were getting along great, and suddenly I’d stop hearing from him. Not only did he stop calling, but if I happened to bump into him sometime later he always acted like I had the plague. I didn’t understand it. I still don’t. And it bothered me. It hurt me. With time, it got harder and harder to keep blaming the guys, and I eventually came to the conclusion that there was something wrong with me. That maybe I was simply meant to live my life alone.
The Lucky One · Nicholas Sparks
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