Published by Self on 01/03/20
Genres: New Adult & College
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The rich and popular Sharks rule at prestigious, ivy-covered Camden Prep. Once upon a time, I wanted to be part of their world--until they destroyed me.
The last thing I expected was an anonymous love letter from one of them.
Please. I hate every one of those rich jerks for what they did to me. The question is, which Shark is my secret admirer?
Knox, the scarred quarterback.
Dane, his twin brother.
Or Chance, the ex who dumped me. . .
Your eyes are the color of the Caribbean Sea.
Wait. That's stupid.
What I really mean is, you look at me and I feel something REAL.
It's been ten months since you were here, but I can't forget you.
I've missed seeing you walk down the hall.
I've missed you cheering at my football games.
I've missed the smell of your hair.
And then everything fell apart the night of the kegger.
Don't hate me because I'm a Shark.
I just want to make you mine.
“Dear Ava is heartwarming and angsty and don’t get me started on Knox. Read this book! You will love Ava’s fight and Knox’s alpha.”
—Tijan, New York Times bestselling author
Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills delivers a gripping enemies-to-lovers, secret admirer, high school romance with Dear Ava, available now!
I don’t read YA/NA stories so I was hesitant when I picked up this book. Minutes in, I was hooked. Ilsa Madden-Mills has totally outdone herself in Dear Ava. This is one of the best enemies to lovers stories that I’ve ever read.
Dear Ava deals with so many sensitive topics and is an incredibly well-written book. The author took this to an entirely new level, you can feel EVERY emotion with Ava and Knox. From the heartbreak and despair to determination, friendship, and love, this book will run you through it all. You just cannot help to root for Ava and Knox throughout the entire book.
While this story deals with very sensitive topics, I HIGHLY recommend reading this book!
I absolutely loved reading the excerpt of Dear Ava by Ilsa Madden-Mills in the Team Player anthology, so when I had the opportunity to read the full standalone book, I jumped at the chance and I loved it! Just loved it! This young adult story captivated my start to finish. It does touch some difficult subjects, but the author did a great a job with the story.
Ava finds herself back to the last place she wants to be. But she has goals and nothing and no one will stand in her way. She was so strong, stronger than she knew, and tough, even when she felt vulnerable. Somehow she finds herself in the middle of the sharks, the popular guys at Campden Prep. But this time around they do not know who they are messing with! Knox was cocky and determined, but I loved seeing who he was with Ava. Their chemistry was intense, but could two people from different worlds find their way together?
Dear Ava by Ilsa Madden-Mills was an amazing read and I loved it. The story was sad, emotional, but also about healing and moving forward.
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“What do you want?” Knox says with as sneer as I ease in the football locker room. Cold eyes flick over my cheer skirt then move up and land on the hollow of my throat. It’s not cool enough at night for our sweater uniform so tonight my top is the red and white V-cut vest with CP embroidered on my chest.
He whips off his sweat-covered jersey along with the pads underneath. “I don’t keep tabs on my best friend for you. Get out—before I scare you.”
He’s scaring me already.
But I can’t stop looking at him.
His shoulders are broad and wide, his chest lightly dusted with sparse golden hair, tan from the sun, rippling with powerful muscles, leading down to a tapered and trim waist. He has a visible six-pack, and my gaze lingers briefly on a small tattoo on his hip, but I can’t tell what it is. He isn’t brawny or beefy-looking like one might expect from a guy blessed with his athletic prowess, but sculpted and molded and—
Dropping my gaze, I stare at the floor. I shouldn’t be ogling him. Chance is my maybe-boyfriend.
I hear male laughter from one of the rooms that branch off from the locker room, maybe the showers, and I deflate, guessing that’s where Chance is.
Glancing up, I intend to ask him to tell Chance I came by to congratulate him on his two touchdowns, but my voice is frozen. Knox has unlaced his grass-stained pants and is shucking them off. His legs are heavily muscled and taut, unlike the leaner build of Chance. His underwear are white and tight, cupping his hard ass, the outline of his crotch—
“Like what you see, charity case? You can look, but you can’t touch.”
Anger soars, replacing my embarrassment. I know I’m just the scholarship girl at Camden, but why does he have to constantly remind me?
“Don’t worry about me touching anything. I don’t like ugly.” The words tumble out before I can stop them. I meant his superior attitude, not his face, but I see the moment when he freezes and takes it the wrong way.
He touches his face, tracing his scar while his jaw pops. “Get the hell out. Only players allowed in here.”
I pivot and go for the door, forcing myself not to run. “Asshole,” I mutter.
His laughter follows me.