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3.75 AVERAGE
3.75 AVERAGE
Creo que solo me enamoré por Rose y su cafetería pero Jack me hizo quedarme y terminar, el amor incondicional siempre es un yes con ella maise
emotional
funny
hopeful
lighthearted
medium-paced
[update: 21/08/22] Ella Maise is feeding us so good with new Jack and Rose content. i swear, i will never get sick or tired of getting little snippets into their lives.
i miss them sm, forever and always eurghhhh<3
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why did it take me so long to pick up this book??
i read three other books by this author back in mid-2020: [b:To Love Jason Thorn|58762117|To Love Jason Thorn|Ella Maise|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1628875951l/58762117._SY75_.jpg|46154294], [b:To Hate Adam Connor|58762145|To Hate Adam Connor|Ella Maise|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1628876168l/58762145._SY75_.jpg|49007248] and [b:The Hardest Fall|39880512|The Hardest Fall|Ella Maise|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1558999735l/39880512._SX50_.jpg|51027757], and thoroughly enjoyed all of them, but was hesitant to pick this one up. with the length, it’s a little intimidating for a contemporary romance. 350 pages is a maximum limit for me.
and this book is longggggg. like seriously long. probably longer than it needed to be, but i adored every minute of it, so i ain’t complaining. the first quarter was pretty slow for sure and plot wise... yeah, this doesn’t really have a plot. it’s literally 520 pages of Jack and Rose falling in love and being obsessed with each other. and again, i ain’t complaining.
i was too busy obsessing over the characters to give a fuck. im gonna get a bit spoilery now, so just beware.
Jack Hawthorne... this man can trick me into marriage, any day of the week.
the moment he helped Rose paint her coffee shop, i was a goner for this man.
why was this man helping her paint a fucking wall so sexy to me??? i– i was lying in bed, squealing like an idiot bcos this man rolled his shirt sleeves up and began painting a fucking wall.
he had the aloof, mysterious and grumpiness down to pat. it provided just the right amount of intrigue – i think grumpy characters can be difficult to pull off sometimes since you obviously want your readers to connect with them while still maintaining that grumpy, distant facade. so it’s not easy to balance the two. but Ella Maise did so with Jack perfectly in my opinion. i just love that man
i miss them sm, forever and always eurghhhh<3
****
why did it take me so long to pick up this book??
i read three other books by this author back in mid-2020: [b:To Love Jason Thorn|58762117|To Love Jason Thorn|Ella Maise|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1628875951l/58762117._SY75_.jpg|46154294], [b:To Hate Adam Connor|58762145|To Hate Adam Connor|Ella Maise|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1628876168l/58762145._SY75_.jpg|49007248] and [b:The Hardest Fall|39880512|The Hardest Fall|Ella Maise|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1558999735l/39880512._SX50_.jpg|51027757], and thoroughly enjoyed all of them, but was hesitant to pick this one up. with the length, it’s a little intimidating for a contemporary romance. 350 pages is a maximum limit for me.
and this book is longggggg. like seriously long. probably longer than it needed to be, but i adored every minute of it, so i ain’t complaining. the first quarter was pretty slow for sure and plot wise... yeah, this doesn’t really have a plot. it’s literally 520 pages of Jack and Rose falling in love and being obsessed with each other. and again, i ain’t complaining.
i was too busy obsessing over the characters to give a fuck. im gonna get a bit spoilery now, so just beware.
Jack Hawthorne... this man can trick me into marriage, any day of the week.
the moment he helped Rose paint her coffee shop, i was a goner for this man.
Only a few seconds later, his palm circled my wrist and stopped my movements. I only felt the heat of his skin for a quick second, and then it was gone.
Taking the roller from me, he put it back down and then started to roll up his stark white—and extremely expensive—sleeves.
why was this man helping her paint a fucking wall so sexy to me??? i– i was lying in bed, squealing like an idiot bcos this man rolled his shirt sleeves up and began painting a fucking wall.
he had the aloof, mysterious and grumpiness down to pat. it provided just the right amount of intrigue – i think grumpy characters can be difficult to pull off sometimes since you obviously want your readers to connect with them while still maintaining that grumpy, distant facade. so it’s not easy to balance the two. but Ella Maise did so with Jack perfectly in my opinion. i just love that man
lighthearted
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Plot
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
4.5⭐️ i absolutely adored them. this was for real a slow burn romance and i enjoyed every minute of it. the tension was everything and the banter was amazing. rose was an absolute angel, i kind of found myself in her and i actually felt so close to her character.
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
rose and jack.
His smile softened, but it was still there.
“You’ve been counting my smiles?”
“Trying’ being the operative word here since you like to hoard them like a squirrel hoarding his nuts.”
“I’ve smiled at you, Rose.”
He lifted his hand and tucked my hair behind my ear. I didn’t think much about it because I was busy shaking my head at him.
“You haven’t.”
“Maybe you weren’t looking.”
-
“I’d share my door with you any day, Jack Hawthorne.” His brows dipped together.
“What are you talking about?”
“If you’ve never seen Titanic, I can’t be married to you,” I said seriously.
His smile softened, but it was still there.
“You’ve been counting my smiles?”
“Trying’ being the operative word here since you like to hoard them like a squirrel hoarding his nuts.”
“I’ve smiled at you, Rose.”
He lifted his hand and tucked my hair behind my ear. I didn’t think much about it because I was busy shaking my head at him.
“You haven’t.”
“Maybe you weren’t looking.”
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“I’d share my door with you any day, Jack Hawthorne.” His brows dipped together.
“What are you talking about?”
“If you’ve never seen Titanic, I can’t be married to you,” I said seriously.
3.75/5 stars. One of my favorite tropes. Chemistry and character growth was great. This would've been 4.5 for me if the main plotline was different. Still, I really like Maise's writing style and plan to continue reading her standalones.
*Potential generic spoilers below*
POV: Dual POV, first person, past tense
Romance type: Slow burn
Series info: Standalone
Trope(s): Marriage of Convenience/Fake Relationship, Grump/Sunshine
Ending: HEA
Triggers: Health scare and surgery plotline
OW/OM: No cheating. Former lover flirts with male lead but both he and female lead shut her down
Steam: Open door
# of times: 2-3
*Potential generic spoilers below*
POV: Dual POV, first person, past tense
Romance type: Slow burn
Series info: Standalone
Trope(s): Marriage of Convenience/Fake Relationship, Grump/Sunshine
Ending: HEA
Triggers: Health scare and surgery plotline
OW/OM: No cheating. Former lover flirts with male lead but both he and female lead shut her down
Steam: Open door
# of times: 2-3
