Actually, technically my mom bought these for me. It was seriously so nice. Even though she thinks I have a serious book addiction that needs rehabilitation, she still bought these for me.
See, we had an amazing dinner and went and saw The Edge of Seventeen, which is my favorite movie I’ve seen in theaters this year, guys, please go see it, you will not regret it. But anyway, after dinner and the movie, I needed to get shampoo, but I also wanted to go to Barnes & Noble, so mom said she’d wait in line with the books I selected while I ran to Sephora and I tried to give her my credit card and she was like, *pause for serious tears*, I got them.
God, I love moms. I will be like her one day, guys. Hold me to it.
I think I’ve been getting themed book hauls lately. They’ve definitely been primarily young adult. I’ve been in a young adult phase for awhile with no signs of leaving. I’m just so intrigued by teenagers. I miss being teenaged, such a hard time because you don’t realize the bliss of it until you’ve left it.
- Kook by Christopher Vick
Been wanting this one for awhile. I just love shameless love stories. Simple as that.
Plus, I’m excited to find out why it was titled Kook…
Good titles, guys. Pay attention writers. They’re important.
A heart-pounding love story that grips like a riptide, and doesn’t let go…Fifteen-year old Sam has moved from the big city to the coast – stuck there with his mum and sister on the edge of nowhere.Then he meets beautiful but damaged surfer-girl Jade. Soon he’s in love with her, and with surfing itself. But Jade is driven by an obsession: finding and riding a legendary huge wave no one has ever ridden.As the weeks wear on, their relationship barrels forward with the force of a deep-water wave – into a storm, to danger … and to heartbreak.
- Boys of Summer by Jessica Brody
Been in a real cheesy young adult cliche fiction mood. Stop judging me.
Don’t confuse with Kings of Summer. Nobody gets eaten by a snake in the end.
Side note: look at those backs. Drooling.
Meet the Boys of Winlock Harbor…
Grayson Cartwright: Golden Boy. Football Prodigy. Troublemaker.
Mike Metzler: Local Heartthrob. Surfer Boy. Hopeless Romantic.
Ian Handler: Army Brat. Musician. King of Sarcasm.
Best friends since they were kids, Grayson, Mike, and Ian were hoping for another epic summer on “The Locks”, filled with clambakes, bonfires, and late-night swims in the ocean.
But that was before Ian’s dad never returned home from his last deployment. Before Mike had to take on more responsibility in order to help provide for his family. Before Grayson’s accident left him with an injured throwing arm and an uncertain future.
It’s clear this summer on the island is shaping up to be very different from those Grayson, Mike, and Ian had come to rely on. And when the sacred code of dating a friend’s sister or ex is broken, it will push their friendship to the absolute limit, testing their loyalties in a way that could either break them—or save them.
- Everyone We’ve Been by Sarah Everett
A book I was drawn into by the cover. I think I picked it up at Barnes & Noble and read the back flap fifteen times before I finally bought it.
Damn, I can be so weird.
In my defense, it has one of those descriptions that is kind of odd and you can’t figure out how it can possible be like obsession-level good, which is what you always want, right?
Addison Sullivan has been in an accident. In its aftermath, she has memory lapses and starts talking to a boy who keeps disappearing. She’s afraid she’s going crazy, and the worried looks on her family’s and friends’ faces aren’t helping.
Addie takes drastic measures to fill in the blanks and visits the Overton Clinic. But there she unwittingly discovers it is not her first visit. And when she presses, she finds out that she had certain memories erased.
Flooded with questions about the past, Addison confronts the choices she can’t even remember and wonders if you can possibly know the person you’re becoming if you don’t know the person you’ve been.
ANOTHER GOOD HAUL, GUYS. I’M GETTING GOOD AND MY LIBRARY IS FILLING THE FUCK UP.