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Caroline Kepnes

You

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Love hurts…
When aspiring writer Guinevere Beck strides into the East Village bookstore where Joe works, he’s instantly smitten. Beck is everything Joe has ever wanted: She’s gorgeous, tough, razor-smart, and as sexy as his wildest dreams.
Beck doesn’t know it yet, but she’s perfect for him, and soon she can’t resist her feelings for a guy who seems custom made for her. But there’s more to Joe than Beck realizes, and much more to Beck than her oh-so-perfect façade. Their mutual obsession quickly spirals into a whirlwind of deadly consequences . . .
A chilling account of unrelenting passion, Caroline Kepnes’s You is a perversely romantic thriller that’s more dangerously clever than any you’ve read before.
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Impressions

  • b3424501899shared an impression5 years ago

    Creepy and sexually charged

  • Habitante de libroshared an impression5 years ago
    👍Worth reading
    💀Spooky
    🔮Hidden Depths
    🎯Worthwhile

    From sweet to creepy in seconds. I loved it.

  • Ташаshared an impression6 years ago
    👍Worth reading
    💀Spooky
    🚀Unputdownable
    💧Soppy

    Ужасная и одновременно невероятно прекрасная книга. Джо отличный персонаж, и всю книгу мечешься от ненависти до симпатии, и даже под конец невозможно все решить насчёт него.
    Язык очень простой, читается легко, но в середине подзатянуто.

Quotes

  • b7299830092has quoted3 months ago
    have one word left in you: “Help.”
    And I do help you. I take my right hand and reach for your Da Vinci Code. I shove the book into my mouth and bite a few pages. I yank the book away and I toss it and grab the torn pages out of my mouth, wet with my saliva that you wanted so badly.
    My last words to you: “Open up, Guinevere.”
    I shove the pages into your mouth and your pupils slip around and your back arches. This is the sound of you dying. There are bones cracking—where, I do not know—and tear ducts in emergency mode—the tear of death seeps out of your left eye and onto your porcelain cheek and your eyes are fixated on somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond any experience; your eyes have their silence. You are no better than a doll now and you do not react as the pages in your mouth take the blood that rises from your gullet.
  • b7299830092has quoted3 months ago
    “If this conversation were happening in a dark bar and we were both shitfaced it would be perfectly normal.”
    Her name is Karen Minty and she bites her glossy lip and gets in my face. “And if your grandmother had balls she’d be your grandfather.”
  • b7299830092has quoted3 months ago
    “And sometimes, we don’t even need to do that because sometimes, we kill that mouse.”
    Not this time.

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