Love Me, Love Me Not
by Alyxandra Harvey
by Alyxandra Harvey
Publication Date: February 22, 2016
Genre: YA Fantasy
Dating isn’t easy when you’re in the middle of a blood feud.
Anastasia Vila’s family can turn into swans, but just once she’d like them to turn into responsible adults.
After hundreds of years, they still cling to the blood feud with the Renard family. No one remembers how it started in the first place—but foxes and swans just don’t get along.
Vilas can only transform into their swan shape after they have fallen in love for the first time, but between balancing schoolwork, family obligations, and the escalating blood feud, Ana’s got no time for love. The only thing keeping her sane is her best friend, Pierce Kent.
But when Pierce kisses Ana, everything changes.
Is what Pierce feels for her real, or a byproduct of her magic? Can she risk everything for her best friend? And when the family feud spirals out of control, Ana must stop the fight before it takes away everything she loves.
This Entangled Teen Crave book contains language, violence, and lots of kissing. Warning: it might induce strong feelings of undeniable attraction for your best friend.
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Alyxandra Harvey lives in a stone Victorian house in Ontario, Canada with a few resident ghosts who are allowed to stay as long as they keep company manners. She loves medieval dresses, used to be able to recite all of The Lady of Shalott by Tennyson, and has been accused, more than once, of being born in the wrong century. She believes this to be mostly true except for the fact that she really likes running water, women’s rights, and ice cream. Aside from the ghosts, she also lives with her husband and their dogs. She likes cinnamon lattes, tattoos and books.
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“Edward wants a double shot latte.”
“You don’t work here,” I reminded Ana. And we didn’t serve at the tables regardless.
“He doesn’t know that.” She made a weird sound, a cross between a stifled scream and a laugh. She peered up at me through her hair. “I had to get out of there before he asked if I was having some kind of fit. I could barely talk. One more second and I might have actually drooled.”
I shook my head. “He’s not even that cute.” Both Ana and Mei Lin stared at me. Even Liv looked at me disbelievingly. I shrugged. “What? I know cute.”
“He’s hot,” Mei Lin said, almost apologetically. “And I don’t even like guys.”
“Why couldn’t I just like you?” Ana asked me. We’d been asking each other that since I discovered the part about true love and the gift of the swan wings. The cousins only got their feather cloak when they fell in love. And sisterly love or friend-love didn’t count, which I thought was totally unfair. We’d even kissed once, but we were twelve and had no idea what we were doing. Not a swan feather in sight, so true love was out of the picture. At least on her side.
“It would be so much easier,” she continued. “You’re awesome. And you draw pictures in my latte.” She lifted her cup like it was both fine art and proof of my awesomeness.
“Plus, I’m cuter than Edward,” I added.
“Well, more deluded anyway.”
“You don’t even know him,” I reminded her. “You have like, what, one class together?”
“And you only ever croak at him,” Mei Lin added helpfully. “It’s not love.”
Ana shot her a baleful glare full of sharp and poisonous things. “Blasphemer.”
“It’s not.” She shrugged. “It’s lust.”
I pretended, very, very intensely, that I’d gone deaf. I heated more milk and poured it into the double espresso. I didn’t make any designs in the foam.
“Love takes time,” Ana pointed out. “Maybe this is just the first step.”
“And what’s the next step?” I asked, feeling the same dread in the pit of my stomach that I felt whenever she got that look on her face.
“He’s heading out to a field party right now,” Ana said.
We both stared at her. She hated field parties.
“Call an exorcist,” I muttered. “She’s possessed.”