Review: The Fifteenth Minute (The Ivy Years #5) by Sarina Bowen

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Summary:

Freshman Lianne Challice is known to millions of fans as Princess Vindi. But sometimes a silver screen sorceress just wants to hang up her wand, tell her manager to shove it, and become a normal college student. Too bad that’s harder than it looks.

She’s never lived a normal life. She hasn’t been to school since kindergarten. And getting close to anyone is just too risky — the last boy she kissed sold the story to a British tabloid.

But she can’t resist trying to get close to Daniel “DJ” Trevi, the hot, broody guy who spins tunes for hockey games in the arena. There’s something haunting his dark eyes and she needs to know more.

DJ’s genius is for expressing the mood of the crowd with a ten second song snippet. With just a click and a fade, he can spread hope, pathos or elation among six thousand screaming fans.

Too bad his college career is about to experience the same quick fade-out as one of his songs. He can’t get close to Lianne, and he can’t tell her why. And the fact that she seems to like him at all? Incredible.

Review:

Once again Sarina Bowen hits us with her originality, and characters that you can’t help loving. The Ivy Years series set high standards for this one, and I wasn’t disappointed, not even one bit.

People don’t expect me to be competent. They think that because I’ve done a lot of smiling into the camera, that’s all I can manage. DJ’s different. He listens when I talk.

We met Lianne in the previous book, and she already went through a remarkable transformation. She was closed off, but at last she became friends with Bella and so started hanging out, not many times though, with the hockey team. Lianne is a child of Hollywood, she was thrown in that world when she was really young, and she’s now pretty famous; but she’s bound to a role that doesn’t challenge her anymore, she wants more. But fighting with her manager doesn’t get her anywhere, because he doesn’t listen. DJ is the only one to give her the attention she deserves.

“You pick the song we’ll play when Harkness scores again,” I offer. “Anything you want,” I add. “Yessss,” she says, rubbing her hands together, as if I’ve offered her more than just the choice of a song. That’s all I’ve got to give her, though. And probably all I’ll ever have.

As soon as they meet, Lianne and DJ immediatly hit it off. He’s the dj for the hockey team, and that’s where they start seeing each other. Unfortunaly DJ’s been accused of something he’s never done, and so his days at Harkness are numbered. He doesn’t know how to trust someone with himself, and even if he wants to trust Lianne, he doesn’t want to end up hurting her when he leaves, or to drag her into something that could throw a shade on her career.

The man says he’s fine. He has a big strong body, ergo he is not allowed to crumble. Today I feel like teling ritual to go suck it. Quickly, I lean over and kiss him.

Their relationship isn’t easy, relationships never are, but, no matter, what they keep coming back to each other; and they’re so damn cute together! There’s enough angst, adorableness and steaminess to keep you glued to the book. But there isn’t pointless drama! Thank you Sarina! These two want to be together, there are obstacles yes, but there aren’t pointless misunderstandings just to drag the story out longer. And I think that’s great.

Happiness is being wrapped into a kiss.

Plus there are all the characters from the previous books, and they’re all so amazing! I’ll be counting out the days till the first book of the new spin-off series come out.

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