In Search of a Love Story (Love Story Book One )
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Emily Donovan doesn’t have a romantic bone in her body.
At least, that’s what her friends Ryan and Ashley keep telling her. They’re convinced her bad luck with men is directly related to her life-long lack of interest in all things romantic. When Emily’s latest relationship crashes and burns, she decides to go along with her friends’ plans for a romance research project. Sure, the idea that she’ll have better luck if she learns about the great romances of literature and film seems a little silly, but Emily figures it can’t hurt.
In no time at all, Emily finds herself buried under a mountain of romance novels, chick flicks, and sappy love songs, hopeful that her hard work will pay off with true love. When she meets Greg, Ashley and Ryan are convinced she’s found prince charming—after all, he’s rich, handsome, and totally into Emily. What more could she want? And why does it seem that her friend Elliot isn’t exactly happy for her?
Faced with misunderstandings, miscommunications, and a seemingly endless string of missteps, she is nevertheless determined to give true love a try. In doing so, Emily will eventually find that true romance, the kind that lasts, has little to do with stereotypes or clichés, and everything to do with finding out what’s in her own heart.
This is book #1 of the Love Story series. Don't miss the sequel, An Unexpected Love Story, out in December 2012!
woman looked downright pissed now, and I had a hard time not laughing again. “Maybe this store is a bit out of your range,” I said. “Everything is lovely,” I said to the woman, trying to be polite. “But maybe not quite right for this occasion.” “Yeah,” Chris said, shaking his head. “I think you’re right.” “Thank you anyhow,” I said to the woman. “For all of your help.” She nodded curtly and turned to the other side of the store, obviously eager to get away from us. I grabbed Chris’ss arm and
told me about her hometown, I was shocked that she never spends any time in nature now.” “I spend time in nature!” I said, wondering why they were ganging up on me over something so trivial. “I jog outside every single day, for God’s sake.” “That’s not the same,” Brooke said. She turned to Elliot. “When we were in high school, we used to go hiking on a weekly basis. Sometimes we would find a clearing in the woods and just like, lie there, on a blanket, looking at the sky. I bet she hasn’t done
wear makeup all the time now,” I told her. “And I do my hair. Your little girl is all grown up.” I expected her to laugh, but she just squinted her eyes at me, as if in deep thought. “Really? Because I don’t remember you wearing makeup once the whole time I’ve been here.” “Really?” I asked, trying to remember. That didn’t sound right. I got dressed up on a daily basis lately—surely this wasn’t the first time she had seen me in makeup. “Anyhow.” She bent down to fasten the buckle on her heels.
loved. I styled my hair straight and, for a finishing touch, slipped my diamond bracelet onto my wrist. “You look beautiful,” Greg said, meeting me at the door to his apartment. He kissed the top of my head. “Just beautiful.” He caught sight of the bracelet and grinned at me, taking my hand to lead me into the apartment. “Thank you,” I told him, trying not to remember the scene that had taken place the night before as we passed the laundry room and entered the kitchen. “This smells good,” I
had freshly caught fish, and I practically whimpered as I took my first bite. It was just as good as I remembered. “You caught a good one,” Brooke said, wiping her mouth and grinning at me. “Hey, for all you know we’re eating the one I caught.” Elliot said. “We’re not,” Brooke and I said together. After we finished our fish, I called my dad one more time. “Stay home,” he said firmly. “I’m tired and I don’t need any more company.” “You’re tired?” I asked, feeling a shiver of fear. “Are you