Heart Bones by Colleen Hoover
Life and a dismal last name are the only two things Beyah’s parents ever gave her. Forced to carve her own path alone, Beyah is well on her way to bigger and better things, thanks to no one but herself.
With only two short months separating her from the future she’s built for herself and the past she desperately wants to leave behind, an unexpected death leaves Beyah with no place to go during the interim.
Forced to call her last resort, Beyah has no other option than to spend the remainder of her summer on a peninsula in Texas with a father she barely knows.
Beyah’s plan is to keep her head down and let the summer slip by seamlessly, but her new neighbor Samson throws a wrench in that plan.
Samson and Beyah have nothing in common on the surface. She comes from a life of poverty and neglect; he comes from a family of wealth and privilege.
But one thing they do have in common is that they’re both drawn to sad things.
Which means they’re drawn to each other.
With an almost immediate connection too intense for them to continue denying, Beyah and Samson agree to stay in the shallow end of a summer fling. What Beyah doesn’t realize is that a rip current is coming, and it’s about to drag her heart out to sea.
- File Name:heart-bones-by-colleen-hoover.epub
- Original Title:Heart Bones
- Creator:Colleen Hoover
- Language:en
- Identifier:MOBI-ASIN:B084HNWBD6
- Publisher:Hoover Ink, Inc.
- Date:2020-08-18T18:30:00+00:00
- File Size:361.076 KB
Table of Content
- 1. Table of Contents
- 2. Heart Bones
- 3. Chapter One
- 4. Chapter Two
- 5. Chapter Three
- 6. Chapter Four
- 7. Chapter Five
- 8. Chapter Six
- 9. Chapter Seven
- 10. Chapter Eight
- 11. Chapter Nine
- 12. Chapter Ten
- 13. Chapter Eleven
- 14. Chapter Twelve
- 15. Chapter Thirteen
- 16. Chapter Fourteen
- 17. Chapter Fifteen
- 18. Chapter Sixteen
- 19. Chapter Seventeen
- 20. Chapter Eighteen
- 21. Chapter Nineteen
- 22. Chapter Twenty
- 23. Chapter Twenty-One
- 24. Chapter Twenty-Two
- 25. Chapter Twenty-Three
- 26. Chapter Twenty-Four
- 27. Chapter Twenty-Five
- 28. Chapter Twenty-Six
- 29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
- 30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
- 31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
- 32. Chapter Thirty
- 33. Chapter Thirty-One
- 34. Chapter Thirty-Two
- 35. Acknowledgments
- 36. About Colleen Hoover
Colleen Hoover
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What a story!!! Wow!!!💗
M o m m y
I love you Collen
Beautiful story
This was quite a story. Two characters with intensely unfortunate backgrounds, yet their story and its growth are handled so well in the storytelling, being emotionally compelling, yet not overly filled with angst. I really enjoyed the read.
This is the first ever book I read from Colleen Hoover and I’m already obsessed. Don’t ask me why I’ve just started reading her books because I don’t fucking know.. I’m kinda disappointed by myself that I just now decided to read her books like what the hell was I waiting for!?? I just know that I’m going to read ALL of her books so don’t be surprised if you see me rating and obsessing over her old book.
Now here are some of my favorite quotes and moments in Heart Bones:
“I don’t want to be here. But I don’t want to be there either. Right now, it’s just hard to be. Period.”
“Damaged people recognize other damaged people”
“Because most of the time, the fun you have that leads to the pain is worth the pain”
““You can fill your life with nice things but nice things don’t fill the holes in your soul.” “What fills the holes in a soul?” Samson’s eyes scroll over my face for a few seconds. “Pieces of someone else’s soul.””
“He might be righ. Maybe we did grow heart bones. But what if the only way of knowing you grew a heart bone is by feeling the agony caused by the break?”
My voice comes out in a whisper when I say, “When I first met you on that ferry, I could tell you were damaged.” There’s a flicker of something in his eyes as he tilts his head to the right. “You think I’m damaged?” “Yes.” He moves even closer in the water, but there wasn’t much space left between us to begin with. It’s deliberate, and so much of me is touching so much of him now. “You’re right,” he says quietly, slipping a hand around the back of my left knee. “There’s nothing left of me but a fucking pile of debris.” He pulls me to him, wrapping both my legs around him. That’s all he does, though. He doesn’t try to kiss me. He just connects us together as if that’s enough while our arms keep us both afloat. I’m swiftly succumbing to him. I don’t know in what way. All of them, maybe. Because right now, I need him to do something else. Anything else. Taste me. Touch me. Drag me under. We watch each other for a moment and it’s almost like looking into a broken mirror. He leans in slowly, but not toward my mouth. He presses his lips against my shoulder, so gentle it feels like a graze. I close my eyes and inhale. I’ve never felt anything so sensual. So perfect...