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Sally Thorne

The Hating Game

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Debut author Sally Thorne bursts on the scene with a hilarious and sexy workplace comedy all about that thin, fine line between hate and love.
Nemesis (n.) 1) An opponent or rival whom a person cannot best or overcome.
                       2) A person’s undoing
                       3) Joshua Templeman
Lucy Hutton and Joshua Templeman hate each other. Not dislike. Not begrudgingly tolerate. Hate. And they have no problem displaying their feelings through a series of ritualistic passive aggressive maneuvers as they sit across from each other, executive assistants to co-CEOs of a publishing company. Lucy can’t understand Joshua’s joyless, uptight, meticulous approach to his job. Joshua is clearly baffled by Lucy’s overly bright clothes, quirkiness, and Pollyanna attitude.
Now up for the same promotion, their battle of wills has come to a head and Lucy refuses to back down when their latest game could cost her her dream job…But the tension between Lucy and Joshua has also reached its boiling point, and Lucy is discovering that maybe she doesn’t hate Joshua. And maybe, he doesn’t hate her either. Or maybe this is just another game.
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Año de publicación
2016
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  • Sesamecompartió su opiniónhace 2 años

    Mooore much better than the movie and im so happy

  • aicirtaPcompartió su opiniónhace 3 años
    🙈Ni fu ni fa
    🌴Perfecto para la playa
    😄Divertido

    Mñe. Pudo haber estado mejor.

  • Cassandra Chishiricompartió su opiniónhace 4 años
    👍Me gustó
    💞Romántico

    A solid 10/10 from me . Really enjoyed it . Couldn’t put it down for two days . From the 1st chapter , I was like a fish out of water , I was hooked 😂😌

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  • Jodi Clarkecompartió una citahace 4 años
    Let’s put our weapons down, okay?” He raises his hands to show he’s unarmed. His hands are big enough to encircle my ankles. I swallow.

    To hide my awkwardness, I mime taking a gun out of my pocket and toss it aside. He reaches into an imaginary shoulder holster and takes out a gun, putting it on his planner. I unsheathe an invisible knife from my thigh.

    “All of them.” I indicate under the desk. He reaches down to his ankle and pretends to take a handgun out of an ankle holster.

    “That’s better.” I sink into my chair and close my eyes
  • Malahim Gullcompartió una citahace 2 años
    If you knew the kind of little miracles happening every moment you breathe in, you wouldn’t be able to handle it. A valve could close and not open; an artery could split, you could die. At any moment. It’s nothing but miracles inside your tiny city.”
  • aicirtaPcompartió una citahace 3 años
    Here’s a fact. Hating someone is exhausting. Each pulse of
    blood in my veins takes me closer to death.

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