CONFESSIONS OF A SERIAL KISSER PDF
May 13, Sixteen-year-old Evangeline Logan is a serial kisser. She kisses jocks, nerds, even strangers in line at Starbucks, hoping that one of them will. Does the perfect kiss exist? This smart and funny modern romance from the author of Flipped explores the pleasures and perils of love. Perfect for fans. May 5, Confessions of a Serial Kisser. Wendelin Van Draanen, Author. Knopf $ ( p) ISBN
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This smart and funny modern romance from the author of Flipped explores the pleasures and perils of love.
Evangeline Logan wants a kiss. And worst of all: Kissing turns out to be way more complicated than the romance novels would have you believe. In the end, the playful title and premise are matched by tender and convincing storytelling. There was a time not that long ago when I had next to no kissing experience.
It all started one day with dirty laundry. I could really use some help around the house. So after school the next day I kicked into gear. I had the condo to myself because Mom was working her usual eleven a. It was there that I discovered one dusty sock and a whole library of books. Not just random books, either.
At first all I could do was gawk at the covers. But now here I was with a whole library of trash in front of me and no worries that someone might spot me.
I checked out all the covers, then started reading the blurbs on the backs. Ot I was slogging through The Last of the Mohicans and The Red Badge of Courage for my insane literature teacher, Miss Ryder, my mother was reading books with bare-chested men and swooning women?
But for each book I put down, I picked up another.
Book: Confessions of a Serial Kisser
Kisseer I looking for more soul joining? I think it was more that I was still in cnfessions over my mom being a closet romance freak.
But after ten pages out of the middle of a book called A Crimson Kiss, something weird happened: I actually kind of cared about Delilah, the woman that the story was about.
I have no idea where the time went. I was carried away by the story, swept into the swirl of romance, racing hearts, anticipation, and love.
They were things that were missing in my real life. It was just Delilah and her hero, Grayson—a man whose kiss would save her from her heartache and make her feel alive.
Confessions of a Serial Kisser
One kiss—the right kiss—could conquer all! So I read on, devouring the book until I was jolted back to reality by my mother jangling through the front door. Seriap just shoved her books back under her bed and escaped to my room with A Crimson Kiss. From the Hardcover edition.