What a great book! I love the enemies-to-lovers trope and this one did not disappoint!! Penn and Daria's angst-filled love/hate relationship was intoxicating and I loved seeing them get under each other's skin. The emotion and hurt in the book made me forget at times that these characters were in high school. There's a lot going on with a lot of characters, and I found myself confused at times because it was hard to keep track of who was with who and why. Daria is not a nice person, at all, but it's easy to see why she acts out the way she does. And, in the end, she turned out to be my favorite. This sexy, angsty romance could totally be a big-screen blockbuster! I loved it!
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The sun is a lot like hate - beautiful and lethal and essential for our survival. It can blind you, but it also keeps you going. Hate motivates way more than love. Love is content and peaceful. Happy people aren't driven, They simply...exist. Now, us, hateful people, we're something else. Hungry and desperate.
"There's nothing I want more than every single thing you have to give."
"You were never a drizzle, Penn Skully. When I fell for you, you came beating down, and I felt you everywhere. You were hail."
They say revenge is a dish best served cold.
I’d had four years to stew on what Daria Followhill did to me, and now my heart was completely iced.
I took her first kiss.
She took the only thing I loved.
I was poor.
She was rich.
The good thing about circumstances? They can change. Fast.
Now, I’m her parents’ latest shiny project.
Her housemate. Her tormentor. The captain of the rival football team she hates so much.
Yeah, baby girl, say it—I’m your foster brother.
There’s a price to pay for ruining the only good thing in my life, and she’s about to shell out some serious tears.
Daria Followhill thinks she is THE queen. I’m about to prove to her that she’s nothing but a spoiled princess.
Everyone loves a good old unapologetic punk.
But being a bitch? Oh, you get slammed for every snarky comment, cynical eye roll, and foot you put in your adversaries’ way.
The thing about stiletto heels is that they make a hell of a dent when you walk all over the people who try to hurt you.
In Penn Scully’s case, I pierced his heart until he bled out, then left it in a trash can on a bright summer day.
Four years ago, he asked me to save all my firsts for him.
Now he lives across the hall, and I want nothing more than to be his last everything.
His parting words when he gave me his heart were that nothing in this world is free.
Now? Now he is making me pay.