this makes up for every single horrendous romance book i read last year that i one starred. If you’ve been following me…you know how monumental this is for picky romance bitch elle. my top 5 (in no particular order) now goes: the secret history, conversation with friends, persuasion, anna karenina, and…BOOK LOVERS. This book is actually on my top 5 books EVER. I don’t think the way i 100% related to nora will ever be replicated in any other book (this book and conversation with friends will always be it for me).

the older sister who would do anything for her younger sister. the neurotic control freak who’s terrified of even giving a tiny bit of that up. the workaholic city girl who’s seen as cold and withdrawn (nora’s ex’s you never even cry in the prologue was a personal attack). i know this is such a bold statement, but let me explain why:īook lovers had everything i want in a book, let alone a romance. it will never, ever get better for me than this. On the not so bright side, it fills me with hope and optimism and a belief that for one second, i am capable of love.īook lovers is my perfect romance. On the bright side, it fills me with hope and optimism and a belief that for one second, i am capable of love. Here is a nice little dilemma: there’s a bright side and a not so bright side of emily henry’s books. This is about to be a ramble, so just bear with me. OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOD THIS IS MY FAVORITE ROMANCE BOOK EVER NOW EMILY HENRY I'D ACTUALLY DIE FOR YOU I'M SERIOUS it's a disease how much i love this book. Rereading this for the third time this year. If Nora knows she’s not an ideal heroine, Charlie knows he’s nobody’s hero, but as they are thrown together again and again-in a series of coincidences no editor worth their salt would allow-what they discover might just unravel the carefully crafted stories they’ve written about themselves.

It would be a meet-cute if not for the fact that they’ve met many times and it’s never been cute. But instead of picnics in meadows, or run-ins with a handsome country doctor or bulging-forearmed bartender, Nora keeps bumping into Charlie Lastra, a bookish brooding editor from back in the city. Which is why she agrees to go to Sunshine Falls, North Carolina for the month of August when Libby begs her for a sisters’ trip away-with visions of a small-town transformation for Nora, who she’s convinced needs to become the heroine in her own story. In fact, the only people Nora is a heroine for are her clients, for whom she lands enormous deals as a cutthroat literary agent, and her beloved little sister Libby. Not the plucky one, not the laidback dream girl, and especially not the sweetheart. Nora Stephens’ life is books-she’s read them all-and she is not that type of heroine.

One true lovers book