ISBN: 9780385378680
Editorial: Ember
Año de edición: 2013
Edición: 1
N° Paginas: 448
Tipo de pasta: Pasta blanda
Descripción: NOW A NETFLIX MOVIE STARRING JOEY KING AND JACOB ELORDI! Read the first book in the Kissing Booth series for some fun, fresh romance from Beth Reekles. Meet Rochelle “Elle” Evans: pretty, popular—and never been kissed. Meet Noah Flynn: badass, volatile—and a total player. When Elle decides to run a kissing booth at her school's Spring Carnival, she locks lips with Noah and her life is turned upside down. Her head says to keep away, but her heart wants to draw closer. This romance seems far from a fairy tale. Is Elle headed for heartbreak or will she get her happily ever after?Don’t miss the next two books in the series:-The Kissing Booth #2: Going the Distance -The Kissing Booth #3: One Last Time (on sale August 2021) Biografía del autor Beth Reekles is seventeen years old and lives in South Wales. She is studying physics, math, French, and Spanish and hopes to study physics in college. She is an undeniable bookworm and an avid drinker of tea. Beth first published The Kissing Booth on the Wattpad platform, where it is the most-viewed, most-commented-on teen fiction title on the site, with 19 million reads and 40,000 comments to date. It also won the Most Popular Teen Fiction Watty Award. You can find her on Twitter at @Reekles. Extracto. © Reimpreso con autorización. Reservados todos los derechos. ‘Do you want a drink?’ Lee called from the kitchen as I shut the front door. ‘No, thanks,’ I called back. ‘I’ll head on up to your room.’ ‘Sure thing.’ I’d never stop wondering at how big Lee Flynn’s house was; it was practically a mansion. There was a room downstairs complete with a fifty-inch TV and surround sound, not to mention the pool table, and the (heated) pool outside. Even though I treated it like a second home the only place I felt really, really comfortable was in Lee’s bedroom. I opened the door and saw the sunlight spilling in through the open doors leading to his small balcony. Posters of bands covered the walls, his drum kit sat in the corner next to a guitar, and his Apple Mac was proudly displayed on a smart mahogany desk that matched the rest of the furniture. But, just like any other sixteen-year-old boy’s room, the floor was littered with T-shirts and underpants and stinky socks; a half-eaten sandwich festered next to the Apple Mac, and empty cans were strewn over almost every surface. I launched myself onto Lee’s bed, loving the way it bounced. We’d been best friends since we were born. Our moms both knew each other from college and I only lived a ten-minute walk away now. Lee and I had grown up together. We might as well have been twins: freakishly, we were born on the same day. He was my best friend. Always had been and always will be. Even if he did annoy the hell out of me sometimes. He turned up just at that moment, holding two opened bottles of orange soda, knowing I’d have drunk his at some point anyway. ‘We need to decide what we’re doing for the carnival,’ I said. ‘I know,’ he sighed, messing up his dark brown hair and scrunching up his freckled face. ‘Can’t we just do a coconut thing? You know, when they throw balls and try to knock the coconuts off?’ I shook my head in wonder. ‘That’s what I was thinking . . .’ ‘Of course it is.’ I smirked a little. ‘But we can’t. It’s already taken.’ ‘Why do we have to come up with a booth anyway? Can’t we just manage the whole event and make other people come up with the booths?’ ‘Hey, you’re the one who said being on the school council would look good on our college applications.’ ‘You’re the one who agreed to it.’ ‘Because I wanted to be on the dance committee,’ I pointed out. ‘I didn’t realize we had to work on the carnival too.’ ‘This sucks.’ ‘I know. Oh, hey, what about if we hired one of those, um . . . you know’--I made a swinging gesture with my hands--‘those things with the hammer.’ ‘Where they test your strength?’ ‘Yeah. That thing.’ ‘No, they already ordered one of those.’ I sighed. ‘I don’t know then. T
- Idioma: Inglés
- Autor: Reekles, Beth
- Editorial: Ember
- N° Paginas: 448
- Tipo de pasta: Pasta blanda
- Envío: Desde EE.UU.
