Ali Hazelwood

Love on the Brain

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A #1 LibraryReads and Indie Next Pick!
From the New York Times bestselling author of The Love Hypothesis comes a new STEMinist rom-com in which a scientist is forced to work on a project with her nemesis—with explosive results.

Like an avenging, purple-haired Jedi bringing balance to the mansplained universe, Bee Königswasser lives by a simple code: What would Marie Curie do? If NASA offered her the lead on a neuroengineering project—a literal dream come true after years scraping by on the crumbs of academia—Marie would accept without hesitation. Duh. But the mother of modern physics never had to co-lead with Levi Ward.
Sure, Levi is attractive in a tall, dark, and piercing-eyes kind of way. And sure, he caught her in his powerfully corded arms like a romance novel hero when she accidentally damseled in distress on her first day in the lab. But Levi made his feelings toward Bee very clear in grad…
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  • katya🦋✨har citeretsidste måned
    When they’re just little dots on the street, he tells me, “That was excellent practice for when we’ll have teenage daughters.”
  • katya🦋✨har citeretsidste måned
    “Bee, I don’t—” He exhales hard. “Get in the truck.”
    “Why?”
    “I’m driving you back to the cemetery and feeding you to the coyotes.”
  • katya🦋✨har citeretsidste måned
    “I’m not taking you to the cemetery.” He’s not looking at me. “Fasten your seat belt.”
    “What?”
    “Fasten your seat belt,” he repeats.
    I do, confused. “Where are we going?”
    “Home.”
    “Whose home?”
    “My home.”
    My jaw drops. I must have misheard. “What?”
    “You need a place to stay, no?”

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