{"id":287,"date":"2011-10-24T20:08:02","date_gmt":"2011-10-24T20:08:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.swoontini.com\/?p=287"},"modified":"2011-10-24T20:08:02","modified_gmt":"2011-10-24T20:08:02","slug":"swoony-boy-alert-noah-shaw-the-unbecoming-of-mara-dyer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/christinalaurenbooks.com\/Clo2\/2011\/10\/swoony-boy-alert-noah-shaw-the-unbecoming-of-mara-dyer\/","title":{"rendered":"Swoony Boy Alert!! Noah Shaw (The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Welcome Back!!! It&#8217;s time for another Swoony Boy Alert!!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.swoontini.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/tumblr_lq8e05e5sq1qd6k8fo1_500.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"218\" \/><\/p>\n<p>CAN I TELL YOU HOW MUCH I LOVE THESE POSTS?? I love reading your comments and tweets, and it&#8217;s so fun to be goofy and swoon right\u00a0along with you. You&#8217;re all lovely and awesome and smart and I just ADORE you.\u00a0<em>Meep<\/em>, sorry. Got a little\u00a0<del>nuts<\/del>\u00a0carried away there. Not everyone&#8217;s a hugger. Let me just fix your hair&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><!--more-->OKAY. For the newcomers: What are Swoony Boy Alerts, you ask? SBA&#8217;s are\u00a0reoccurring\u00a0posts in which we, and you, YES YOU, amazing reader, gather around a cup of tea\/coffee\/something with a fancy umbrella and squeal over our favorite male characters in fiction. They can be old faves (Oh, Romeo), or new boys we&#8217;re meeting for the first time.<\/p>\n<p>Up this week: <a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/oGEi19\" target=\"_blank\">NOAH SHAW from The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer, by Michelle Hodkin.<\/a> (we had a ton of emails about this one so THANK YOU to everyone who suggested it!)<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/oGEi19\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-285\" title=\"51k2qFJi4HL\" src=\"http:\/\/www.swoontini.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/51k2qFJi4HL.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"256\" height=\"385\" \/><\/a><em><a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/oGEi19\" target=\"_blank\">From the summary:\u00a0<\/a><\/em><em>Mara Dyer\u00a0doesn&#8217;t\u00a0think life can get any stranger than waking up in a hospital with no memory of how she got there.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>It can.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>She believes there must be more to the accident she can\u2019t remember that killed her friends and left her mysteriously unharmed.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>There is.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>She doesn\u2019t believe that after everything she\u2019s been through, she can fall in love.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>She\u2019s wrong.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>**SEMI SPOILERISH**<\/p>\n<p>I just finished this book. Like yesterday. And although I closed it feeling a little confused (it&#8217;s the first volume of a series, and I swear there are more questions than answers), it was a great read and I couldn&#8217;t put it down.<\/p>\n<p>If you follow me on Twitter, you saw me flailing. A LOT. And this boy encompasses pretty much every single characteristic (both good and bad) that I seem to be drawn to in books. Gorgeous: check. Smart: check. Funny: check. Cocky-full-of-himself-manwhore: check. WHERT? I know I know! But remember, I said in\u00a0<em>fiction<\/em>. Because let&#8217;s face it, average real life rarely equals an awesome story, and what makes for an awesome thrilling compelling read isn&#8217;t\u00a0<em>usually<\/em> something you&#8217;d want to live through. Nobody wants to read: We woke up and were really, really respectful to each other.\u00a0<em>Again.<\/em>\u00a0amIright?\u00a0BUT AS USUAL I&#8217;M LETTING MY ENTHUSIASM GET AHEAD OF ME. Let&#8217;s meet our boy&#8230;<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em>&#8220;Lolita,&#8221; he said, turning my book over in his hands. His eyes widened over the pink-lipped mouth on the cover, then handed it to me. Our fingers brushed, and a warm current coursed through them. My heart thundered so loud he could probably hear it.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;So,&#8221; he said, his eyes meeting mine. &#8220;You&#8217;re a smuthound with daddy issues?&#8221; The corner of his mouth turned up in a slow, condescending smile.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I wanted to smack it off his face. &#8220;Well, you&#8217;re\u00a0quoting\u00a0it. And incorrectly, by the way. So what does that make you?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>His half-smile morphed into a whole grin. &#8220;Oh, I&#8217;m\u00a0<\/em>definitely<em>\u00a0a smuthound with daddy issues.&#8221;<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Now imagine all that in a British accent. And she&#8217;s down. brb&#8230; getting the smelling salts.<\/p>\n<p>Mara meets Noah on her first day at Croyden Academy. *button down shirt tie blazer smirk* He&#8217;s charming and persistent, but she isn&#8217;t interested. And rightly so. Her entire life has been turned upside down (but why??), people are dead (but are they??), her sanity is hanging by a thread (but is it really? see??? SO MANY QUESTIONS) and the last thing she needs is to become attached to some boy who&#8217;s rumored to have been with half the girls at school. But like I said, Noah is too charming for his own good and he&#8217;s just. so. freaking. sweet. And did I mention a smidge naughty? Yeah.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em>&#8220;Is there any point asking what you&#8217;re going to make me do on Sunday?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;Not really.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Okay. &#8220;Is there any point asking what you&#8217;re going to do to me?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He grinned wickedly. &#8220;Not really.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Fabulous. &#8220;Does it involve the use of a safe word?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;That will depend entirely on you.&#8221; Noah moved impossibly closer, just inches away. A few freckles disappeared into the scruff on his jaw. &#8220;I&#8217;ll be gentle,&#8221; Noah added. My breath caught in my throat as he looked at me from beneath those lashes, ruining me.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I narrowed my eyes at him. &#8220;You&#8217;re evil.&#8221;\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>In response, Noah smiled, and raised his finger to gently tap the tip of my nose.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;And you&#8217;re mine,&#8221; he said, then walked away.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<figure id=\"attachment_286\" aria-labelledby=\"figcaption_attachment_286\" class=\"image-inline aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.swoontini.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/tumblr_ls1wv821oz1qek8rzo1_400.gif\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-286\" title=\"tumblr_ls1wv821oz1qek8rzo1_400\" src=\"http:\/\/www.swoontini.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/tumblr_ls1wv821oz1qek8rzo1_400.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"210\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"figcaption_attachment_286\" class=\"caption\">I know, Mr. Darcy. I know. <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>And just when you think it couldn&#8217;t possibly get better:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em>Suddenly, he crouched down.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;What are you-&#8220;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>In my rush, I hadn&#8217;t tied my shoelaces.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Noah was tying them for me. He looked up at me through his dark fringe of lashes and smiled.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The expression on his face melted me completely. I knew I had the goofiest grin plastered on my lips, and I didn&#8217;t care.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;There,&#8221; he said as he finished tying the laces on my left shoe. &#8220;Now you won&#8217;t fall.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Too late.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>*HEARTCLENCH* Seriously, guys, <a href=\"http:\/\/michellehodkin.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">Michelle Hodkin<\/a> knows how to make you fall for the boy. \u00a0And if you\u2019d like to experience Noah for yourself, you can <a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/oGEi19\" target=\"_blank\">OF COURSE order a copy<\/a>. Which you should totally do. OR LEAVE US A COMMENT and through a complex process (ok, my daughter draws a name from a hat!) we\u2019ll select a winner and it&#8217;ll be on its way!<\/p>\n<p>AND stay tuned because we have&#8230; wait for it&#8230; ANOTHER COPY OF <a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/mWBkvC\" target=\"_blank\">SHATTER ME<\/a> TO GIVE AWAY. Look for that in our special Spooky Recs post later this week. 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