Name: Imperfect Moments (en Inglés)
Price: 57135.00 COP
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Author: Ferrall-Miller, Brandy
ISBN: 9781537085784

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Brandy Ferrall-Miller

Editorial

Createspace Independent Publishing Platform

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

218

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

22.9 x 15.2 x 1.2 cm

Peso

0.30 kg.

ISBN13

9781537085784

Categorías

Ficción infantil y juvenil: romántica

Imperfect Moments (en Inglés)

Brandy Ferrall-Miller (Autor) · Createspace Independent Publishing Platform · Tapa Blanda

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Reseña del libro "Imperfect Moments (en Inglés)"

Madison's life iss messy. Her mom's a drunk and her dad died years ago in a horrible accident, which Madison only remembers in her nightmares. She has been left with scars that run deeper than anyone really knows. At school she is the 'Freak' and at home she is invisible. No one really sees her ... no one that is until she is partnered with Drake Masters in Biology. He pulls back the blinds that have hidden Madison her whole life and lets in the sun. He prods the smallest corners of her soul, and all too soon a friendship begins.But how do you build a friendship with someone who is nothing like you? Madison discovers that before anyone can really understand her, she needs to first understand herself. This is Madison's story. A story of how she finally began to live and embrace life and the imperfect moments that riddle it. "Because if two people like you and I ever tried to like be together, I think our worlds would implode.""Implode?""You know fall into themselves, self-destruct. We were never meant to be anything other than two people who every so often say hi."He was so close now, so unbelievably, undeniably close. And I knew I should be mad at him. I should walk away, but every part of me that wanted to walk wouldn't because a small part of me- the irrational, demanding part, wanted to stand this close to him."Hi," he breathed, and then he was kissing me, and I was kissing him, and the world as we knew it began to implode.