I loved this book! A fun romance set in the City of Lights? Yes, please!
This was super quick, but very enjoyable. Serena and Jean-Luc are opposites, but you know, opposites attract.
A great book to kick off the fall season, it is available in bookstores now!
Title: Kiss Me in Paris
Authors(s): Catherine Rider (pseudonym of authors James Noble and Stephanie Elliott)
Edition: Hardcover, paperback, ebook; 216 pages
Publisher: Kids Can Press
Publication Date: September 4, 2018
Source: Rockstar Book Tours
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Noble - Book Depository
Tour Schedule
Week One:
8/27/2018- YA
Book Nerd- Excerpt
8/28/2018- Sophie
Reads YA- Review
8/29/2018- Lisa
Loves Literature- Review
8/30/2018- Confessions of a YA Reader- Excerpt
8/31/2018- Moonlight
Rendezvous- Review
Week Two:
9/3/2018- Belle's
Book Blog- Review
9/4/2018- The
Heart of a Book Blogger- Review
9/5/2018- Sincerely Karen Jo- Review
The Summary
Serena has just flown all the way to Paris for a special pre-Christmas weekend with her sister, Lara. They plan to retrace the steps of their parents' long-ago honeymoon in Paris, and create a scrapbook for their bereaved mother to remember it by.
It's supposed to be serious sister bonding...until Lara takes off with her boyfriend instead.
Jean-Luc is Serena's Plan B, a friend of a friend of Lara's, who has some space in a place where Serena can stay. Just like his latest relationship, his photography final has been an epic fail. He has one night to retake all his pictures if he is to stay in school.
Jean-Luc can't stand Serena's loud voice or her bright orange sneakers.
Serena can't stand his haughty manners or the way his camera is always in her face.
Together, though, they set out into a cold night that will warm their hearts, creating unforgettable photos and fresh romantic sparks in the City of Lights.
It's supposed to be serious sister bonding...until Lara takes off with her boyfriend instead.
Jean-Luc is Serena's Plan B, a friend of a friend of Lara's, who has some space in a place where Serena can stay. Just like his latest relationship, his photography final has been an epic fail. He has one night to retake all his pictures if he is to stay in school.
Jean-Luc can't stand Serena's loud voice or her bright orange sneakers.
Serena can't stand his haughty manners or the way his camera is always in her face.
Together, though, they set out into a cold night that will warm their hearts, creating unforgettable photos and fresh romantic sparks in the City of Lights.
We walk in silence up rue Lepic, beneath the starry string lights that crisscross the street for Christmas. Serena seems befuddled that burlesque clubs stand so casually among ordinary businesses, like convenience stores, and butchers’ shops. I see her cover her nose at the strong scents wafting off the rotisseries that turn slowly, almost sadistically, out on the sidewalk.
We turn off Lepic onto Abbesses, which has nicer restaurants and some decent bars, but they still compete with cheap grocers for business.
I look to Serena and see that her eyes are wide as she takes it all in. It’s not a “pretty” part of Paris, but I guess it still striking to a visitor. The photography student in me really wishes he could see Paris anew, the way she’s doing; wishes he could borrow her eyes ...
I’m not going to say this to her, though. I have a feeling she’ll take it literally!
Then we come to a stop outside a large restaurant on a corner. Maison d’angle — The Corner House. I wonder again why its name sounds familiar. I certainly haven’t eaten here before. I see Serena in profile. Her cheeks are a little flushed, lashed by the winter wind, and the line of her jaw is set firm and tight. She is staring at the bistro, determined and exhausted all at once. From the way her eyes widen, and the corner of her mouth begins to lift in a smile, I can tell that this is one of the more meaningful stops on her itinerary.
“Your parents ate here?” I ask.
She nods, doesn’t take her eyes off the door: “Yeah. Dad said they got lunch here once — they had a reservation at some super-fancy restaurant, but Mom left the directions at the hotel, and they couldn’t find it. Plus, it was twenty-five years ago, so they couldn’t look it up on their phones or anything like that. So they were walking around, and it started to rain — they literally just walked into the first place that they passed ... This place. Maison d’angle. They were wet and tired and lost, but Dad said they had an amazing meal, and that it was at that moment, he knew their new marriage would last forever. Because ...” Her voice catches, and I hear her take a deep, steadying breath. “Because everything ‘just had a way of working out for the best.’”
About the Author
Two writers sharing a pseudonym: James Noble and Stephanie Elliott. Kiss Me in New York was their debut novel and Kiss Me in Paris is their newest venture.
