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Start by marking “Someone to Love” as Want to Read: Constantly in the spotlight thanks to her politician father's rising star, Olivia Blakely feels the pressure to be perfect. My previous experience with Melissa De la Cruz was reading "The Witches of East End" and this book is. Someone to Love book. Read 38 reviews from the world's largest community for readers. Not everyone is lucky enough to find this kind of love. Koyal and A. Start by marking “Someone to Love (Westcott, #1)” as Want to Read: It seems Mary Balogh's books don't quite work with me judging by the three I've read so far (including this one). SOMEONE TO LOVE, the first book in Mary Balogh’s new eight book Westcott series, is a charming.

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Shelves: romance , did-not-finish This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers. To view it, click here. Considering the intriguing premise and number of good reviews on site, I was expecting to absolutely love this book. The shocker: I didn't. There were a number of issues with this book that I just couldn't get past.

The sun was shining brilliantly; a beautiful day.

Book Review: Someone to Love by Melissa de la Cruz

He had to get back in the car and go to that house. Already he missed his family, missed their concern and their efforts to cheer him up. But he knew he was wearing on them. How many times could a person go over the same material? How long could he stand in one place and not move forward? Last month his uncle Mike told him that he had to either move forward or die.

Good or bad, he had to. He was still living in the small apartment that he and Stacy had shared. Her sister, in a rage after the funeral, had gone to the apartment and taken whatever she thought had belonged to Stacy. Jace had returned to an apartment that was cleaned out, almost as though Stacy had never lived there with him. When the paperback fell on the floor, he saw that it was the one Stacy had been reading just before they left for England.

For a moment, Jace forgot that she was gone and almost called out to her.

When it hit him yet again that she was dead, he clutched the book and collapsed onto a chair. He looked at the book with its gaudy cover and smiled.

You should try them. When he picked up the envelope, his heart nearly stopped.

Jace wondered. Was it a man? For days he thought of nothing but the photo. He memorized the words. That Stacy had owned the house before?

Jace spent sleepless nights going over everything Stacy had told him about her life. Her parents had divorced when she was three. Her mother had moved them to California while her father stayed in New York with his business.

When Stacy was sixteen, her mother had died of cancer. Six weeks later she was dead. She was a teenager and angry that her mother had been taken from her, and angrier still that she was sent to live with her father, who was always working and never had time for her.

After Stacy graduated from Berkeley, she and her father finally became friends. But the friendship nearly died a year later when her father married a woman who was deeply jealous of Stacy.

Was that when she saw the house? He wanted to ask her father questions, but Mr. The house was for sale. He recognized the photo as the one in the envelope and was sure that the picture of the house had been cut out of a sales brochure.

Jace downloaded the brochure for the house and read every word carefully. It was a very old house, part of it built on the remains of a monastery established in the early s.

He knew in his heart that the secret to why Stacy had killed herself was inside that house. She had been there before. Jace felt sure that she was meeting a man. Yes, he was jealous, but he was sane enough to know that there could have been reasons other than love to explain her actions. In the end, the only person he mentioned it to was his uncle Frank because he had the money that Jace needed to borrow to download the big house. When Jace got to the real estate office in London, the agent was cool and polite, but he got the feeling that the man and his office mates would be toasting with champagne if someone at last sold the odious old house.

Maybe the realtor had an attack of conscience because he handed Jace a thick stack of brochures on other houses in England that were for sale. Jace had smiled politely, thanked him, then tossed them into the back of his brand-new Range Rover and left them there.

He saw the house only once before he bought it. It was a Sunday afternoon, raining hard outside, and the electricity had gone off. The darkness made the gloomy house even more dismal.

At least not at what the realtor was pointing out. Had Stacy sat on that window seat and looked out?

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Had she climbed those stairs? So now he was ready to take possession of the house and the contents. For an extra hundred grand, the realtor had persuaded the previous owner to leave behind a great deal of furniture and housewares.

Few antiques, no valuable ornaments, but some couches, chairs, beds, and china were left. During the price negotiation, the owner had taken more time discussing the furniture than he had the house. Now Jace got into his new car, turned on the engine, and continued to drive. When the house came into view, he sighed.

Yes, it was as hideous as he remembered. From the outside, it looked to be an enormous square fortress, three stories high, with thick brick turrets pasted on top of each corner. Although it looked to be solid, when you drove through a gap between the buildings, you were inside a large, graveled courtyard.

If the house were seen from the air, it would look like a rectangle with an empty interior. Inside, it was almost as though there were two houses, one for the owners and one for the staff that it took to run such a large place. Two sides of the box formed a normal house, with large rooms, several of which had beautiful ceilings.

The other two sides had smaller rooms that contained the service areas, including the laundry and a big kitchen. There were also two apartments for the live-in staff.

The master bedroom was huge, thirty by eighteen, and it had been connected to two smaller bedrooms that the previous owners used as giant closets. Were there animals on the grounds? Cows, maybe? For a moment he sat in the car and reminded himself that he was now the owner of the estate and should know whether or not there was livestock on his land.

When there was a knock on his car window, he jumped so high his head hit the ceiling. Turning, he saw a little old woman standing outside. She was short and plump, with rosy cheeks and an apron full of green beans. He pushed the button to lower the window. He had to wait a second before he understood her. Jace hesitated for a second, then leaped out of the car and followed her. On the other hand, was she the ghost?

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Books about eating disorders are sort of like when you see a really disturbing image on the telly, and you don't want to look but you just can't stop yourself. I've suffered from anorexia for around 5 years now, and spent 2 of those years in a psychiatric hospital, and while I'm better and eating now, I still get triggered really eas First of all, I just want to put a trigger warning on this book for anyone who suffers with an eating disorder or self harms.

I've suffered from anorexia for around 5 years now, and spent 2 of those years in a psychiatric hospital, and while I'm better and eating now, I still get triggered really easily. So reading this book? Not my greatest idea.

Someone to Love by Ruchita Misra

I just want to start off by saying that I think Melissa de la Cruz meant well. I think she tried her hardest to write a book about eating disorders which are incredibly difficult to write about, by the way.

Even I struggle to explain what it's like living with it on a daily basis , but it just I don't think it worked, and I think I've come to the conclusion that books like this that detail the lives of eating disorder sufferers are dangerous in the wrong hands.

I don't want to talk about me and my experiences a load this is a book review, not a Kate review , but I just want to explain where I'm coming from. But what if all that pain you had to go through was to make you stronger? You might have already met your soulmate, you know deep down that, this person is your safe haven - the person you want to spend the rest of your waking days with. But destiny has its own plans.

What do you do when the love you once felt for this someone stares at your face 10 years later? What will you do? While reading it, I sure didn't cry - but, it made me pine for that someone.

This book gave me hope. Sometimes when you really want something so bad, destiny and the universe will conspire to bring you both together. But how many of us are sensible enough to see the greater good in all that is happening? Ruchita Misra does it again.

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