Book Review The Hate U Give Novels & Stories

"I mean I wouldn't judge you if..." "No!" I say way more quickly than I mean to. I clear my throat again. "No, I had no idea when I bought it." Shea quietly flips farther into the book and reads quietly. then her eyebrows shoot up in surprise and she side-eyes me before turning the page. "Well..." She says after a few minutes. "This is an exhilerating read... very... stimulating."

when it comes to gist and details about her life so she left no details when she was telling her about Ohio, they sat and talked for almost an hour before other students of literature started coming in, they knew their class was about to begin so they ran for the front seat so they could get a better glimpse of there lecturer and a better view of everybody who was giving an opinion on the book to be reviewed. Stephanie wondered what literary work they would be reviewing that day. She anticipated it like a person who was waiting for the lottery to be won. "Calm down sis, you would soon know what we will be reviewing" Mirabel teased. In a few minutes, the lecturer came in and started the clas

Julian’s POV I watched her walk off, clutching her book in one hand as she stormed off ‘I was just trying to be a good professor’ I thought to myself as a smirk formed on my face. I quickly recollected myself and packed up to go home, to my father’s house, that is. “We are gathered here to read Master Billy Cawthorn’s will” I heard the lawyer say. “Sorry I’m late” I said casually, walking down to where my step mother and her children sat.

I’ve been away from the app for a while and I was surprised to see how much gem you’ve given PMJ, Wilmarie Vazquez. Thank you so much, babe… I never expected anyone to love this book, much less stay until the end because it contains so much pain.

“Um ok, you really are amazing.” “I am, it’s part of the charm.” “Favourite author then?” “V.E. Schwab her fantasy writing is fucking out of this world amazing.” “Addie LaRue was spectacular.” “Yes it was, ok who’s your favourite author?” I ask then. “Colleen Hoover, she has me crying for days. Ugly Love had me staring at the wall at 3am. November 9 had me in tears and Verity I was just so fucking shocked by that book I didn’t know what to do.”

"I'd like to read it sometime soon." "I was going to force you too either way." I shrugged. "Oh and we also have to get Colleen Hoovers new book, It Starts With Us. You know, I feel bad about it but I still love Ryle. Hate him for what he did to Lily but I feel like they were perfect for each other in some way, you know? Like, yes, he abused Lily and literally almost raped her, that's why I also have hatred for him, but he was just so loving. The way she wrote him it's hard not to fall out of love with him." When he wasn't responding to anything I said, I looked up from my plate and saw him just staring at me with a smile.

I've never read any of them. It was only after he spoke that I realize he was behind me. I thought he was still sitting on the bed. I run my hands over the book, my eyes catching the titles, A fresh Start, For Mbatha and Rebecca, Agony in get voice, Felicia, The betrayal, for better for worse, Evbu my love... I pulled Evbu, my love out. It's actually my best pacesetter novel. I flipped through the pages and sniffed it.

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Christian is talking with Chana near my locker I walked to my locker and opened it "Oh the pathetic girl is looking for attention." Chana said and I just rolled my eyes "Christian, we're still going to watch movie right?" She asked with a high pitch voice "Yeah." Christian said and I just shrugged not caring even my heart wanting to punch Chana in the face and just smacked her nose. I walked pass them with the book in my hand complete hurt inside. Yes yes I'm hurt, I know I can hide it too well.

Did he not feel the same things I felt when we kissed? “Sorry, I- I don’t know why I said that,” I say quietly. He doesn’t reply, but instead turns up the music. I can almost feel his hatred and indifference rolling off of him in waves. I decide to take out my e-reader to kill some time. I stare at the pages, not actually reading anything, hoping that maybe I hallucinated my outburst.