Wild Side
Elsie Silver, 2025
A romance about the person who makes silence feel like conversation, and the marriage that turns a guarded man’s certainty into something like obsession.
Feels like longing, tenderness and unease. About love, family and memory.
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The grief that has no funeral, no memories, no name.
Grieving something that never was and never will be is a special sort of hell. Elsie Silver.Elsie Silver is a Canadian romance author whose Chestnut Springs series became a BookTok staple.
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Questions readers ask
- What is Wild Side like?
- Feels like longing, tenderness and unease. About love, family and memory.
- What should I read after Wild Side?
- If you liked Wild Side, try It Ends with Us (Colleen Hoover), Intermezzo (Sally Rooney) and Rewind It Back (Liz Tomforde).
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Wanting to disappear completely, and to be loved completely, in the same breath.
Yes I would like he thinks to live in such a way that I could vanish into thin air at any time without affecting anyone and in fact I feel that for me this would constitute the perfect and perhaps the only acceptable life. At the same time I want desperately to be loved.
Intermezzo · Sally Rooney
Some people spend years looking for a feeling they've already had.
That thing I’ve been looking for since I moved to Chicago? That connection? That one person some search their entire lives to find? I had already found her when I was twelve years old. At least, I thought I had. I know what I’m looking for because I had it once, and now the only girl I’ve ever loved is moving into the house next to mine. Again.
Rewind It Back · Liz Tomforde
Some love stories are made mostly of the time in between.
I fell in love with her when we were together, then fell deeper in love with her in the years we were apart. Our story has three parts: a beginning, a middle, and an end. And although this is the way all stories unfold, I still can’t believe that ours didn’t go on forever.
Dear John · Nicholas Sparks
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