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Cargando... The Professorpor Charlotte Stein
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Esther has always been an average student. She coasts through life on a sea of Bs, until a fatal mistake jolts her out of mediocrity and into something else entirely. She accidentally leaves a story in an essay for her teacher - one that no teacher should ever see. And especially not Professor Halstrom. His lectures are legendary, and he is formidable. But most of all: he is devastatingly handsome, and now he has Esther's most private and erotic fantasies. The stage is set for humiliation. Until the Professor presents her with a choice. He offers private tuition at his home. And at first that's exactly what she does, sure there remains a line between teacher and student that she would never cross it and that someone like Halstrom never would. He is far too cold and sharp, and so invested in all of his rules that breaking them seems unthinkable. No se han encontrado descripciones de biblioteca. |
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I’m all for escapism and brain candy, but it still needs to be believable. Not only were the characters’ voices wildly anachronistic, but they were also indistinguishable. And there’s no way a modern professor, no matter how old-fashioned, wouldn’t have an email address. What started out as a strong idea quickly fell apart, and the plot fell into a sluggish tar pit of pacing.
Aside from the inconsistencies, my biggest pet peeve was the overly repetitive sentence structure that kept showing up over:
“Everyone, that is, except for Lukas. Oh, God, why did it have to be everyone except for Lukas?”
and over:
“…and that’s before he kisses me again. Oh, God, how he kisses me again. He does it once, softly, so softly.”
and over again:
“But it is, it is, oh, it is. In our love story, it is.”
The first time it showed up I thought it was compelling and breathless, but by the end of the book, having read it several times per chapter, I was close to pulling my hair out.
I tried to love this book, but there were just too many things that took me out of it and back into my super skeptical reality.
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