Heart Bones: Colleen Hoover

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My mouth falls open when it hits me. Samson remembered what I told him—that no one has ever come to any of my games. But as the summer progresses, and she lets her guard down little by little, Beyah realizes that there’s so much about Samson she doesn’t know. He has so many secrets that he promises to tell her before she leaves, but she’s not sure leaving is even what she wants anymore. They promised not to fall in love with each other, but how do you stop yourself from falling?

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I think I grew a heart bone as well! Even though I’m not a huge fan of the summer romance/summer fling trope, I really liked this one. Because it just turned out being more. This was just so sweet and emotional. This book is a mood in its own way for those damaged and the non fun people and I loved it!! Even though the side characters (Brian the father, Alana the stepmother, Sara the stepsister with her boyfriend Marco, and Marjorie the grandma next door) are all different shades of kind, nice, and lovely; they are also somewhat . . . hollow.The writing is good as always. Never a dull moment but yes, the explicit scenes go on and on and on like it fills up some chapters entirely towards the second half of the book when all I needed was answers and more character development and secret revelations. And yes, it didn't do much in the end. And yes, expect lots of drama towards the end. this a short, simple, sweet story about learning how to trust and listen to your heart. and i wouldnt expecting anything less from queen CoHo.

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I love this song!” She jumps up and starts dancing. Marcos gets up and dances with her. It’s not a slow song, so they’re stomping and spinning around like their lives weigh nothing. I thought I knew who I was, but I had no idea people can become different versions of themselves in different settings. Beyah grew up in poverty with her single, drug-addicted mother. Food was never a guarantee for her and she was left to fend for herself way too young. Now, at 19, she has a volleyball scholarship waiting for her in Pennsylvania, but with her mother dying of an overdose and nowhere to go, she’s forced to live with her estranged father. So she joins her father and her new stepmother and stepsister to a beach house on a Texas peninsula. Her next door neighbor is rich boy Samson, who hides behind his camera with his secrets and mysteries. And it’s on the beach that Beyah learns what it’s like to trust, to love, and be loved, not just with Samson, but with a family she never expected. In August, I’ll be out of this life, and it won’t be because of anything my mother did for me, or because my father bailed me out of here. It’ll be because of me. I feel like a flower being taken out of the shadows and put into the sun. I’m blooming for the first time since I broke through the earth’s soil.It took me awhile to warm to Beyah, as she was more judgmental than the so-called rich people she constantly insulted. Samson wasn't a douche...always a plus for a CoHo novel, but he also wasn't particularly riveting. It wasn't until the beach volleyball game that I really began to feel much of anything for him.

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It’s the first sunset I’ve ever felt this deep in my chest. I feel my eyes begin to tear up at the sheer beauty of it.The last two books gave hope that maybe the author is venturing into new lanes of storylines but this book tells that that enjoyable trip ended way too short. It feels strange even referring to them as parents. They gave me life, but that’s about the only thing I’ve ever received from them. I’m not impenetrable against his mouth. I’m vulnerable, and I feel my guard lowering. I’d give him all my secrets right now and that isn’t me. His kiss is potent enough to turn me into a girl I don’t recognize. I love it and I loathe it.