The Unbecoming of Mara DyereBook
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“I was warned about you, you know."
And with that half-smile that wrecked me, Noah said, "But you're here anyway.”
“You're supposed to say, 'All I want is your happiness. I'll do whatever it takes, even if it means being without you.'"
"Sorry," Noah said. "I'm just not that big of a person.”
“Is there any point asking what you're going to make me do on Sunday?"
Okay. "Is there any point asking what you're going to do to me?"
He grinned wickedly. "Not really."
Fabulous. "Does it involve the use of a safe word?"
"That will depend entirely on you." Noah moved impossibly closer, just inches away. A few freckles disappeared into the scruff on his jaw. "I'll be gentle," Noah added. My breath caught in my throat as he looked at me from beneath those lashes, ruining me.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "You're evil."
In response, Noah smiled, and raised his finger to gently tap the tip of my nose. "And you're mine," he said, then walked away.”
“You smell good," he whispered into my neck. He was warm against me. Instinctively, I arched back into him and smiled.
"Mmm-hmm. Delicious. Like bacon.”
“What could I say? Noah, despite you being an asshole, or maybe because of it, I'd like to rip off your clothes and have your babies.
“You're distracting,' I said truthfully.
'I won't be. I promise,' Noah said. 'I'll get some crayons and draw quitely. Alone. In a corner.”
“You could start a fire with the heat between you two."
"You're mistaking bitter animosity for heartfelt affection.”
“Asscrown," I muttered under my breath as I headed to my next class. I wasn't proud of swearing at a complete stranger, no. but he started it.
Noah matched my pace. "Don't you mean 'assclown'?" He looked amused.
"No," I said, louder this time. "I mean asscrown. The crown on top of the asshat that covers the asshole of the assclown. The very zenith in the hierarchy of asses," I said, as though I was reading from a dictionary of modern profanity.
"I guess you nailed me then.”
“Wait," I said as Noah slipped a book from a shelf and headed toward the door. "Where are you going?"
But I don't want you to.
"But I need to go home," I said, my eyes meeting his. "My parents are going to kill me."
"Taken care of. You're at Sophie's house."
I loved Sophie.
"So I'm...staying here?"
"Daniel's covering for you."
I loved Daniel.
"Where's Katie?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
I loved Eliza.
"And your parents?" I asked.
"Some charity thing."
I loved charity.
"So why are you going to read when I'm right here?”
Sexual Content: There is talk of sex, but no actual sex. Noah stops Mara from anything.
Frightening or Intense Scenes: When you read about her hallucinations, it can be intense.
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When sixteen-year-old Mara Dyer wakes up in the hospital, she is horrified to learn that she is the only survivor of a terrible accident. To make matters worse, she can't remember a single thing about the night her three closest friends died. Desperate to escape the unrelenting guilt and the feeling that there is more to the accident than meets the eye, Mara convinces her parents to uproot their family and move to Florida. But Mara soon realizes that she can't run away from the misfortune that continues to haunt her. The last thing she needs now is to fall in love. Or is it?
This is all about Mara Dyer and the mysteries surrounding her life. It's creepy. It's dark. It's fascinating. It started when her friends die and she was the only who survived or was she? After the event that killed her friends, she started experiencing paranormal things. Her family believed she was going insane but she knew it was all real.